Wherever I go I am on the lookout for Milk Glass - not sure why I keep looking, seems I might almost have one of just about everything ever made - and I've gotten all of it from thrift stores or yard sales - and lots for gifts.
Tiny little pitcher. . .
All sorts of lovely little boxes and vases and dishes. . .
A special gift from Don one birthday. . .
Ruffles. . .
Ruffles. . . I picked this one up in West Virginia - if it wasn't for having to pay more for luggage I would have really loaded up on Milk Glass while in West Virginia - the prices were often one fifth of what we'd pay on the West Coast.
Pink Willow is another of my favorites - though I have very little of it right now - I'm still looking. . .
The designs delight me. . .
A gift for my birthday one year, this one has a lovely clear edge on the ruffle. . .
A charming square vanity box. . . I love them all
The milk glass gets moved about - sometimes it is on the sideboard - in most of the photos above - and sometimes in the china cabinet. I got this china cabinet from a friend - though it was not in this condition when I got it.
It looked like this. My friend was renting out her aunt's house and I asked if I could buy the cabinet, but she said she would leave it for the renters. Then the renters put wet laundry to dry on the floor intake grate to the furnace and burned the house down - THEN my friend gave me the cabinet. I loved it so much, and her aunt too, that I was willing to sand and scrape and clean and replace glass and sand and paint - until it was pretty and white.
I like the way it sets off the Milk Glass. . .
Sometimes there is a spring bouquet sharing the space. . .
Stack and stacks and stacks of Milk Glass.
Do you have a collecting obsession too?
