Really. I don’t. If you asked me what I collect, I could easily name 20 things off the top of my head, and glass would not be on the list.
I am not one of those crazy people at the flea market buying up every piece of brown glass out there …
… or going gaga over all the green bottles for sale.
Yet somehow my house is full of glass.
I can’t explain it.
I’m really not even sure where most of the jars and bottles came from anymore.
The only glass bottles I ever purposely sought out to buy were the old apothecary-style ones that Bath & Body Works used to sell. I absolutely loved those bottles. (Still do.)
I rarely used any of the lotions or potions inside them. (What exactly does one do with pillow mist anyway?)
Honestly, Bath & Body Works could have sold rat poison in those bottles and I still would have bought them. At any price.
Thankfully (for my bank account), Bath & Body updated that line a while back, so the current bottles are a different style and shape (and I think some of them are even — shudder — plastic).
As for the rest of my non-collection? All I can say is that the pieces were accumulated so gradually and so by happenstance over the past 20+ years, I hardly even noticed the trend.
I would just pick up a jar here and a bottle there as I was out and about and would stumble upon a piece that spoke to me, usually something vintage or vintage-style and usually for just a few dollars (at most) at a garage sale or thrift store.
And then when I’d get my new old piece of glass home I’d realize, “This apothecary jar matches that one.” Or, “This bottle is the same color as that vase.” So I’d group things together.
But they are most definitely NOT a collection.
They are just a group of objects that I have accumulated that happen to share similar characteristics.
(And just to be clear: I AM one of those crazy people at the flea market. Just NOT one of those crazy people at the flea market stalking the glass bottles and jars. I’m stalking the 20 or so other things that I actually collect.)