Escape and Shop: Square Glass Jar/Lid and New York.

I found this at Savers.  It was election night and everyone else had the same idea; escape and shop.  It was almost past my bedtime so I was at a disadvantage as I fought off imagined Pyrex hunters and Fiestaware butter dish connoisseurs. The truth is that this night, I didn't really know what I was looking for.  I checked to see if a Pyrex bowl I had previously passed on was still there; no luck.

I gazed at the random-est of the random junk in plastic bags hanging on the hooks.  I thought about buying my 7 year old some paper and crayons but remembered that my one year old would just eat them.

It occurred to me that tonight I should look for things I might not usually look for or at least keep an open mind.  My sleepy eyes and brain gazed at the cute glass dishes and fake depression glass that has in the past faked me out more than once.  Not tonight, fake depression glass, not tonight, but you know who you are.

Eventually I found myself staring at the plethora (The Three Amigos) of mason jars and glass cookie and coffee jars.  This treasure was hiding but couldn't hide for long.  I loved it immediately (which is a thrift shopping rule that is much easier said than done; only buying what I love).  There have been things I thought I've loved but could live without.

How could anyone live without this??  If the original owner is reading this, I will take pity on you for your lapse in judgement.  Just joking, finders keepers, losers you know how the story ends...

I googled and googled and could not find anything similar.  It has a friggin' square lid and it doesn't screw on; it just sits perfectly on top therefore not stealing any space from the jar itself. My husband says it reminds him of a jar that used to be in his grandmother's bathroom, that held cotton balls.  This jar deserves more than cotton balls but I'm not sure what, yet. The bottom of the lid and sides of the jar are beveled squares.

It reminds me of a skyscraper.  I've been adding tons of New York pics to my New York Pinterest board and having it sit beside two other plastic and more non-descript skyscraper-esque kitchen containers has me feeling New York-ish as I've got the beginnings of my own Manhatten skyline going on. On a side-note I really need to google if the verb form of Google is capitalized. I think it is.

The Faker

Pyrex "Museum"

This is my Pyrex Museum. It's not much now, but in a few decades it might take up a whole hutch or even a whole wall, maybe even a whole room. The newest addition to my museum is the white, ribbed Pyrex bowl. Guess how much it was at Savers? .99, so with tax $1.08. Not too shabby. I can't bring myself to try to sell it because then my museum would grow at a much slower rate. I saw a matching green faded/white bowl similar to the pink faded white bowl the other day and erroneously failed to pounce on it. In my defense, it probably wasn't 1.08 (including tax). Still I admit I should've pounced on it. 

I'm not sure exactly the science of  how the coloring on Pyrex bowls slowely fades, but in my opinion, it's beautiful, less valuable maybe, but still beautiful. I remember watching an episode of "Northern Exposure" a looonnggg time ago, and they were analyzing a painting. It had some kind of flaw in it and it was suggested that perhaps flaws, and the absence of perfection, hold a kind of beauty that no thing of perfection can. That's all I remember of Northern Exposure, besides the moose; Who can forget him?? Not I. 

Therefore, even though I would have preferred the green and pink bowls to have retained all their color, I'm also happy with their imperfections, because the white underneath is still really cool looking. The color that remains at the top tells its own story; And even though it's faded, the Pyrex bowl itself is still perfectly intact and useful; it's still 100% capable of fulfilling its mission in life, to be a good little bowl and to be a Vintage rock-star that everyone wants to collect and show off in their own  Pyrex Museums. Damn I should've bought the green one! I'm still not very good at letting go of opposite-buyer's-remorse. This is a common theme in my life. The movie "Let it Go", I mean "Frozen" obviously didn't get through to me, because I struggle with regret a lot, in general. But seriously why didn't I buy it? Let it go! Okay, thanks I'm healed.