glassybaby tales

Movie Job...Possibility...Falling

   I am on a brief hiatus from my glassybaby 'workstead.' I mention this in thanks that I work where possibility and opportunity are embraced. The world of film is my former incarnation. My muscle memory comes back easily (15+ years as a Set Decorator.) Recently I was offered the chance to dip back in to film . I am currently buying set props for a Swedish film entitled "Mammoth". I will freight American medical equipment (think beds, sinks, surgery lights) to none other than Stockholm. Part of the film takes place in a children's hospital in New York; however the movie is being made in Sweden. When the film is released I'll mention it in the blog. It promises to be great... the script is wonderful, layered and thought provoking. (My Scandinavian mom is tickled by my association with the film.) This is just a blog moment of gratitude to glassybaby for the chance to sojourn away.

   In my physical absence I bring another wonderful blog tale...we received a blog comment. Rather than  posting it to the comments category, I want to bring it forward in honor of Issac Newton and the strength of glassybaby. This is what the missive conveyed:

"Just a quick note to recap a funny story about my 1st glassybaby, a chubby little one in Cabo. I recently had it on my bedside table in front of an open window. I pushed the drawer of the bedside table closed with my leg, and at the same time pushed against a book that was sitting on top of the table. Leg pushed book. Book pushed glassybaby. I looked up just in time to see my little Cabo disappearing past the window sill on its way to the flower bed two floors below. I raced outside and found my glassybaby laying in the dirt tipped against a rock, without a scratch on it. Pretty and durable! Who knew?!"

Great survival story...Thanks so much Kerin. I will be back post silver screen hiatus.

Until Next Time, Nicola

Grandma MaryHelen's visit...Which Pink?

   I love this. In the twilight of our store hours as my car was on a vector to my baby's daycare last week...Jeanine (Operations Manager extrordinaire) experienced this in the store...A three generation customer parcel entered our store...grandmother, mother and son. MaryHelen, the loving grandmama was on a precious family visit from Southern Pines, North Carolina...on the 'grandson express.' The glassybaby mission?... choose 3 glassybaby to travel home with  reminding grandma of her grandson. It was an earnest endeavor...so sweet. What was chosen to follow:

• For his hazel eyes... a Jeffery glassybaby
• For his brown hair...a Bedford Brown glassybaby
• For his fair, 1 year old skin... a Lace glassybaby

Jeanine explained further that intermittent trips were taken into the daylight outside of our front door...raising different glassybaby up to the figure of this young boy...just to get the closest color match. Lovely. And I am struck that the color combination is... fabulous.

   In the same realm of color choice, another sweet store anecdote. Two friends visited us with the express mission to buy a joint glassybaby gift. Pink was the color. From the myriad pink choices...one was definitively plucked from our shelf. Both women agreed it was the perfect hue of pink for the recipient. I mentioned that they had chosen Tutu. They looked at each other and broke simultaneously into smile. The gift was going to a ballet teacher...color serendipity. There are no glassybaby accidents.

   Until Next Time...Nicola

New Website Debut...Deep Sea Reunion and Khaki

   The new website has launched. If you have found this blog you have navigated the new site. We would love any feedback that you might have. My personal favorite...the glassblower profiles...they are so charming, amazing and not surprisingly...creative. Have a gander at the fabric of glassybaby...our glassblowers. If you have children, scroll to the kids blog...therein lies a seminal kid opportunity...to win a glassybaby. All that the contest requires is a little imagination and an email. Start your engines kids...we anxiously await your entries. Good luck. (Mom might even help you pick a color.)

   Onto other news and more glssybaby fabric. I had the pleasure of meeting two marvelous women this week. Their story...incredible and as I jotted notes...they just kept ratcheting up the 'incredible factor.' Errin and Antoinette (wonderful names) were celebrating  a 10 year reunion. They were shipmates aboard the USS Abraham Lincoln from 1994-1997. Both women enlisted in the Marines at age 18...served on board the USS Abraham as electricians...and hold at least 2 esteemed honors:

1. They were among the first women in the history of the United States to be stationed on a combatant ship.

2. They are both veterans of the Persian Gulf War era.

Wow...beyond their military careers, they have continued to achieve great things. Errin consults for both Reel Networks and Microsoft and Antoinette manages not one but two nightclubs in Las Vegas. They both poignantly purchased a Deep Sea glassybaby...making a simultaneous covenant to purchase a new glassybaby whenever they reunite in Seattle. We are honored.

   Another poignancy came via email. I convey it with the author/father's permission:

"You know, I have purchased four glassybaby in the year since I saw your site in Coastal Living. I read every email and appreciate them. I now have a request. I have a Marine son deployed. I would like to give a Khaki glassybaby to his mom. I know that it would be lit every night until he returns home safely...Any chance?

We are so touched by this query. We suggested a few colors that are inherently Khaki. However, more than a color recommendation we join in the collective Khaki vigil. 

Until Next Time, Nicola 

Dreams and Compliments

   Here is a smattering of correspondence. Interpretation of dreams?...hard to say... however it is our delight to enter the subconscious of our dear customers. This email will explain:

"I was so stressed out the other night, that I put all of my glassybaby in my room and lit them. They were so beautiful and relaxing. I finally fell asleep. Then I dreamed that I was at a huge glassybaby gala, wearing a fabulous new color of Seattle Sunset or maybe it was Poppy....could it be a premonition of the upcoming party in San Francisco? I luv my glassybaby!"

I absolutely love this missive; and the idea of glassybaby haute couture is thrilling. Thanks Blair...we will see you in San Francisco. (More to come on our San Francisco escapade...stay tuned.)

   I am forever struck that people take the time to send a compliment...it is just so sweet. Here is one of our current favorites...which is no wonder directed to our eternally charming and thorough Kobi...super powered shipping agent:

"...My glassybaby was put in the mail first thing on Tuesday, and my wonderful UPS man, Ole, just delivered it (today is Wednesday!) Thank you Kobi! I know my friend will absolutely love her Cornflower blue glassybaby...Did I tell you that she is celebrating her 94th birthday... You are the best!

Thanks Les for the wonderful email. Happy Birthday to your dear friend and best regards to Ole your faithful UPS man...I love that you know his name.

   I have to powder my nose for our  imminent glassybaby grand opening soiree...Until Next Time...Nicola