one particularly cold and snowy saturday afternoon, while mom and i were visiting grandmom, i wandered down to the basement to escape the 'adult talk'. i made my way over to my favorite spot, near the foot pedal powered singer sewing machine and grandmom's button box. while sifting thru the many colorful buttons, something new caught my eye. why had i not noticed this before? it was a small cloth tab, neatly tucked behind the back hem. i gave a gentle tug but it did not budge, so i tried again, with a bit more force. to my surprise, it gave way and opened a hidden compartment filled with the most colorful, crazy shaped buttons of all sizes one could ever imagine.