I'm Chrissie and I'm a buttonaholic! There, I've confessed.
I keep my buttons (all thrifted) in jamjars so I can see the colours and sizes at a glance, but I keep my favourite ones in a special box. I take them out and admire them from time-to-time, and then tuck them back safely. Recently, I've made myself use some of them in my for-sale craftwork, on presents and so on, but it's an agonising wrench when they have to leave home!
What qualities get a button into the 'special box'? Mother-of-pearl does it every time; glass probably; Art Deco definitely; a great big old coat button stands a fair chance; overall buttons have their own segmented compartments (did I really say that?); and a shabby silk-covered button could sidle it's way in too on a particularly sentimental day.
So what am I keeping them for? Goodness knows. Freud would have a field day with me. But, and I am convinced of this - I am not alone. Stand up, stick your chest out, and own up!