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Keep Your Fiskars Orange-handled Scissors Safe With This DIY (Video)

by Caitlin Kelch

We’re still on the Fiskars Orange-handled Scissors party train and last week, when we asked you to share your Fiskars Orange-handled Scissors story, we knew there would be some talk of “the forbidden” and the “do not touch,” but seriously — that was the overwhelming theme! “Keep away from my scissors!” We should all just hold hands now and start a “Fiskars” chant. I feel like our next DIY should be a hollow book where you can hide your favorite Orange-handled Scissors.

Considering the “hands off” theme rang out loud and proud, we thought long and hard about a pretty (but possibly embarrassing) way to 1. make people think twice about taking your scissors; and 2. to dispel any ideas that the thief won’t be caught when the scissor owner realizes their prized possession is gone and they do a quick visual scan looking for said scissors. Aside from a loud alarm and a mini shock collar (kidding!), we thought a large — and perhaps a tad gaudy — tassel might dissuade any potential scissor thieves. We didn’t add bells to this DIY, but we did purchase them and may consider adding them if our Fiskars go missing again. Feel free to add them to yours from the get-go.

And again: “Calling all Orange-handled Scissors lovers!” Will you please share your Fiskars story with us in the comments below? Aside from being entered to win 1 of 4 awesome gift packs (DIY or design book + Orange-handled Scissors + Fiskars Kids Scissors) packed by yours truly, your feedback will be contributed to some weird scientific research and possibly a fancy pie chart around the different categories of orange-handled memories that I’m obsessed with creating.

Now, let’s DIY! — Caitlin

(P.S. We used beautiful yarn from and, of course, our beloved !

Here are some of our favorite Fiskars Orange-handled Scissors snippets from you!

From Lynda, who always has a pair of Fiskars Orange-handled Scissors in her home:

“These scissors are classic. I still remember teachers guarding these scissors like they were lottery tickets.”

This one comes from Andrea, who explains her Fiskars Orange-handled Scissors “saved her from the dark consequences of procrastination as I sewed my way through my wedding veil a few hours before I was due at the church.”

“I’ve seen the sunrise at least a dozen times with my Fiskars by my side.”

And our final quote of the day comes from Sarah, who asks a profound question:

“Fiskars means scissors, or should it be scissors mean Fiskars?”

Add your story to the comments to be entered to win our Fiskars Orange-handled Scissors giveaway prize!

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  • LOL! I have large and small Fiskars at my sewing station and they are labelled in capital letters in industrial Sharpie: “FABRIC ONLY” on both sides of the handles. I also have placed other scissors around the house — in the tool drawer in the living room, the desk pen cup, etc. to help dissuade people (ok my husband) from using the Fiskars or the kitchen shears for another use. This obsessive scissor protection strategy stems from a roommate who used my extra sharp, food-only scissors for crafts and got glue all over them! The horror! Love the tassel idea too.

  • My mom has a junk room in our home. After college, I was living at home and working a night shift. Often, I would return from work, not ready to go to bed. Looking for something to do, I decided to tidy the junk room and in the process I found almost twenty pairs of fiskars. I told my mom later she wasn’t allowed to buy more and this clearly was an indicator that she needs to organize her space so she knows where things are. She indignantly replied that she knew where the scissors were and that she needed every one of them!

  • Oh, the memories I have of the orange-handled scissors in my house growing up! My mom used to sew us clothes, doll/Barbie clothes and quilts, and those scissors were NOT to be used for anything but fabric. Any. Thing. My sisters and I all knew mom meant business and we wouldn’t have dreamt of trying to use her Fiskars on a newspaper or school craft project. Today, I have the same rules for my kids, and they know better than to use my “good scissors” on anything other than fabric. :)

  • When I was a little girl, my mom always had Fiskars Orange Handled scissors. She sewed clothes for me and my 3 sisters and always used these. She also made stuffed aninals and pillows and lot of other great things that I had forgot about. My mom passed away 10 years ago and I had not thought about the orange handled scissors in years. Seeing this brought back such great memories! It’s definitely the little things in life.

  • I was threatened with the yardstick to my butt if I even thought about touching my mother’s “good scissors.” lol 35 years later and I have my own “good scissors” that I have to remind my husband not to touch. Fiskars for life!!  

  • I missed your original post on Fiskars but have seen posts celebrating the 50th anniversary on Finnish blogs! As a Finn it’s always a source of national pride to see something from my motherland represented, and these posts have made me really think about something I used to take for granted.

    I’ve been living in Scotland for the past six years, and I still vaguely remember the hassle of packing my full-to-the-brim suitcase when I was first moving here. I still have the “survival pack” list my mother wrote for me of things I need to pack and what I need to buy ASAP when I arrive in my new home. I grew up in a Fiskars household, so I never really thought twice about them being an ~icon~, but regardless one of the things I HAD to pack were a teeny tiny pair of orange scissors. Of course I couldn’t steal the large ones in the kitchen but these babies were sitting in the sewing box, relatively unused, so my mother kindly bequeathed them to me. Six years on, they’re still the only scissors I own and they have done every job I’ve needed them to, from cutting craft paper and trimming my darling houseplants, to opening pesky Amazon parcels and cutting the stems of flowers I’ve brought. They may even have been complicit to several hazy 2am haircuts… Who knew such a simple thing as scissors could hold so much in them! In an odd way, they probably are one of my most prized possessions in that they were amongst my few possessions when I moved to a completely new place, a country I’d never been to, all alone, and since then I’m always reminded of home when I use them.

    I’m a sentimental person at heart, so I’ve always placed possibly too much value on inanimate objects I own, but it’s a joy to read other people’s memories and see how much design really can affect our lives. Thank you D*S for not only your celebration of Fiskars, but your whole ethos! (and sorry for the novel hahaa!)

  • My mother didn’t sew nor own Fiskars. I found out about them when I taught myself how to sew. They were also guarded with the caution – do not use! They are for fabric only! My husband once decided to use them to trim his hair – big mistake! They were kept hidden from my daughter when she was growing up. She never wanted to learn to sew.

  • Like so many kids, I grew up with my mother owning a pair of orange handled Fiskars, which we kids were only allowed to use under the most special circumstances.

  • I really think my motto would be ‘Fiskars, where do you hide yours?” – I flat shared years ago, and used always have to tuck my fabric scissors at the bottom of my sewing basket incase anyone just needed to use it for ya’know, cutting coupons or something, and even now I have a sewing room – they are in a drawer left flat….lots of things can let you down when you dont need it (my bobbin tension is currently the culprit) – so at least when your fabric scissors glides along….its perfect

  • I inherited mine (big and small), along with my sewing box and machine, from my beloved Grandma. They’re still as sharp as ever, and used whenever I patch yet another pair of torn jeans, or shorten a pair of trousers for my partner, and they always make the final cut when I’m finished with a knitting project.

  • Fiskars in the morning and in the afternoon.
    Fiskars now exist in every bloomin’ room.
    Soft grip, micro tip, each has its designated place
    Alongside my evening chair , desk and in my sewing space.
    Hiding in side tables, sewing baskets, and even in my car.
    There is comfort that in knowing I won’t have to look too far.
    Knitting, quilting, mending, sewing and crafting with the grands
    Nothing makes me happier than having a Fiskar I my hands.
    And when I’m strolling through a store and see new Fiskars grace the wall
    The temptation leaves me weak, because I want them all.
    One thing I’ve learned is certain, there are few things I really need
    Except when comes to Fiskars, that’s where my weakness is indeed.

    • Anne, I love this! I think I have most types of Fiskars made, and they are all over the house…and garage!

  • I grew up in a family of six kids and finding a pair of scissors was always difficult when you needed one. My mom was always very fussy about which scissors were for paper and which were for fabric.
    I think that experience is why I have so many pairs of Fiskars. Several pair to a room. On my craft table, my office, the kitchen next to where I read the newspaper. And I always look at the Fiskar display at craft and sewing stores to see if there is anything new.

  • I always thought I was very OCD when it came to my Fiskars but I’ve met my match when it comes to a male friend of mine. He is worse than me about guarding those things! In the end it works out very well, as we both have our own cherished pair that stays SHARP!

  • The refrain “where are the orange handled scissors?!” in my mother’s voice is seared in my long-term memory and has flew out of my own mouth enough times I no longer bother thinking, “I sound like my mother”.

    When I was 11 years old or so, I was at the fabric store with my mom, bored, and near the scissor display. I picked up a pair of display Fiskars and gave them a try, admiring their newness, how smoothly they opened and closed. So like a dumb kid, I stood there opening and closing them and somehow my left hand got near- snipped the little peak (where one’s fingerprint is) off my pinky finger. I’ve been very careful with them ever since but they are still my favorite.

  • I had a pair of Fiskers that were labeled “fabric only” and my boss picked them up to cut paper and then saw the note. He thought I was crazy for thinking that paper would dull my “fabric only” scissors and proceeded to cut the paper.

  • I need to have a pair in every room, sometimes 2 pairs. With 5 kids at home and a hubby who doesn’t believe in organization like I do, I can never find the scissors when I need them! When it come to Fiskars scissors- you can never have too many!!

  • It took me a long time to realize how epic these scissors have been for a long time. I only started sewing in the past few years, and I’m the only one in both my large extended family to take up sewing as a serious hobby. As a result of this I’ve been inheriting sewing tools from different relatives at a rapid rate, and have so far collected at least five pairs of vintage Fiskars. One pair have made their way around the world, as at some point my grandmother-in-law brought a pair over from Sri Lanka!

  • My orange-handle scissors have been sitting in an old tin of office supplies as a back up pair of scissors for a long time now. Recently I got tired of buying new paper-cutting scissors all the time because they go dull on me and lamented that I can’t sharpen paper-cutting scissors like I can with my fabric shears. So I dug out all of old pairs of scissors that I keep hidden away unless I have a large craft gathering. And I discovered that the only pair of scissors that I could disassemble to sharpen are the Fiskars Orange-Handle ones. They are now newly sharpened and my new (again) favorite scissors for everything. And I don’t mind letting everyone use them for (almost) anything because I know they can just be resharpened when they inevitably become dull.

  • My super crafty (and also impatient) daughter used my fabric-only Fiskars to cut wired ribbon. Thinking about it still makes me feel anxious!

  • I still have my Fiskar Orange Handled Scissors that my Dad bought me 38 years ago. I still even have the boxes they came in and that’s where they are kept when not in use. My husband has his own set of Orange Handled Tools for outside use. I used to be a self employed seamstress and my scissors have had a lot of use and are still like new. I love my Fiskars!

  • I was at Walmart talking to my aunt on my cell. She asked me to get the price of some scissors. I was telling her the names and prices, she said just any cheap ones will do. I stopped her right there! No, the best scissors is Fiskars and they’re better priced than the cheap ones. Needless to say that’s just what she bought!

  • My mother was Finnish so we’ve always had Fiskars scissors in our house. To this day, I will not buy any brand but Fiskars! I love them almost as much as my Nokia boots I got 45 years ago.

  • The do not touch rule was in place for my Fiskars. My husband used my scissors to cut construction paper for one of the boys school projects. I told him and the 3 boys to go buy me a new pair of Fiskars. The boys bugged my husband about ‘ruining’ mom’s good scissors so much that he went and bought me another pair. So I’ve had 2 pair for over 40 years!

  • I really can’t tell you how many Fiskars we have in our house. I’m not talking about only sewing scissors, but kitchen shears and all types of other ones…tools, too! My favorite kitchen shears are the ones that come apart, so I can stick them in the dishwasher. That way, I know they won’t be contaminated. Those tiny ones, which I used for embroidery, work great for many things…especially when working on cloth dolls & their clothes.

    Since I never wanted to not have them, when needed, I’ve got some that are still packaged. I’ll probably give them to my granddaughters-in-law, just so I know they’ll have them. This site has made me want to investigate & see how many I have, which types and where they are. I’m getting old, so it would be good to know & maybe pass some on.

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