Buttons are pretty mundane, right? I’ve found many a wayward button in a couch, and lord knows I’ve used my bust to pop a few dozen of them off poorly constructed sweatshop garb (whilst out in public, of course. You never sprout a chest gape or pornographic crotch rip in private).
But recently I knitted a Marion Cardigan that required these humble circular fasteners, and let me tell you, buttons took on a majesty that was hitherto unknown in my world. After making my Oatmeal and Flax pullovers, a cardigan was the next level in the video game of knitting and like a gamer I took to the couch for hours in an attempt to get past the challenges: cables, short rows, a neck band, hunger, thirst, loss of contact with humanity and, ultimately – buttons.
Anyway, I realize that you guys are staring at plain black buttons and you are hardly experiencing the motherly head rush that I am. But trust me when I say, it’s gratifying to conquer that big boss, even if it is a fifty cent button.
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Yarn: Cascade 220 in 9404 “Ruby”