“love at first sight”

A note from Susan, one of the glassybaby faithful:

It’s funny the things that make an impression on us and we remember clearly, forever.  We expect this from major life events like weddings, births, deaths, first kiss, first love or first heartbreak.  But it is also the unexpected events which happen to us that at the time don’t seem like a big deal but stay with us always.  As if in that moment our subconscious knows we are experiencing something special, something that starts us down a new path.  A path we may not know has changed until we start to glimpse a destination new and unexpected.

For me, one of these was the day my new friend Debra took me to her friend Lee’s home. I remember being entranced by Lee, a girl crush in the making.  Cute curly hair, big smile and energy both innocent and wise at the same time.  They took me through her beautiful home and into her garage where they introduced me to glassybaby.

I remember pink, red, yellow, orange and white.  They were a special secret hidden away in a little garage, lit only by the sunshine coming in from the raised garage door.  In my mind’s eye, moats of dust float in the Seattle sunlight and the babys wink at me from their crude shelves.

Most likely there were only a few colors, it was probably a gloomy Seattle day and the door was probably closed.  But the magic that is glassybaby took hold of me that day, drawing me in and rearranging my reality.

Since then I have acquired quite a few.  They live in an antique secretary by my front door and are the basis for much of my decorating and self expression.  I pull them out based on the season..but more importantly how I am feeling about the season.  Right now, as I try and immerse myself in the carefree-ness of summer I have a big group of green on the table behind my couch.  They range from light yellow greens to true grass greens to deep forest greens.  A small group of yellow, white and pink sit beyond the green on the dining room table.  For me it is like looking across the summer lawn at the pretty flowers thriving in the sunny beds.

That makes me feel like summer, that makes me happy and that is the magic of glassybaby.

Love,

Susan