buttoned up

I bought this top the other day.

I was scouring the sort of shops I don’t normally visit, the ones full of clothes for bright young things, in search of a birthday present for my niece.

That pattern’s a bit nice, I thought.

It called to me in a most unexpected and affordable way and I couldn’t ignore it.

There is, however, one thing wrong with it.

That flashy trashy gold button. Not me. It has to go.

But what to replace it with? Something vintage, I thought, rummaging in my button tin.

I have options.

First option: an ibble obble black bobble button.

Second option: a rustic wooden number.

Third option: a fancy dancey vintage flower button in almost exactly the right colour.

I need help to decide. I wondered: who can I ask?

Well, I’m asking you! I’ve done a little poll so you can send me your thoughts with just a couple of clicks.

 Results will be announced…. when I feel like it.