S is for Snap.
There really is something satisfying in a snap. I had a cloth book full of fasteners, zipper and laces, buttons and snaps, that I enjoyed to shreds. The only point to hard dolls for me, was to take the clothes off and on and off. I learned how to sew on buttons and snaps probably before any other needle tasks. Snaps used to always come loose, shoddily sewn on at best, so a very necessary bit of knowledge. They make a nicely firm sound to confirm their effectiveness, as well as a subtle notice of giving way. Unlike velcro, which silently closes, but announces it's failure loudly. Buttons give way without notice, and wander off never to be found. Laces untie themselves and try to trip one up. No, snaps have a certain prim polite propriety.
This particular snap is on the pocket of my lovely wool jacket, found at an outlet store at the proverbial "steal*" price. Got me warmly through a February trip to the Oregon coast. Can't really credit the snap, but it's a good one all the same.
*No, I didn't shoplift. It was $15.
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