February 4, 2017

Day 35

I was looking through a button box as I was working on costumes, a treasure box of sorts, that had belonged to my Mom.  She kept everything related to sewing, because who knew when she would need it.  As I went through the bits and baubles, I found several cuff-links.  The immaculate details of these small items was astounding.  At times, Iwish I lived in that time, where details and craftsmanship were everything; things were not disposable but handcrafted.  A time when there were not 52 fashion seasons a year and design and quality were standard.