Did you guys see the Oprah show about the lady that was a hoarder and you couldn't even walk thru her house there was so much stuff. She kept everything including fast food wrappers in there. I truly did feel horrible for her because it is a sickness that I have seen firsthand myself a few times. It is a compulsion that can be hard to beat. Thank goodness this is not one of my own personal problems. I've got plenty but this isn't one of them.
I digressed. Where I'm going with this is....many people in my antique collecting/selling business suffer from this affliction. They buy with the intent to sell and then they can't part with the goods. I have obsessive compulsive tendencies myself so I have to be very careful not to fall into this pattern. It helps to be married to mister high energy neatnick who makes me address each pile of goodies I bring home within days. I'd say that I keep myself only about 3% of the vintage stuff I buy. I honestly and truly am thrilled to see all of the stuff that I work really hard to find go to new homes. You all get so excited to find just the right thing for yourself or home that I get excited for you.
But a girl does need a few collections for herself. And my collections are extremely random and often don't make sense. For example, my Texasware bowl collection. About 14 years ago I saw this super cute speckled bowl at a garage sale in Yorkville where we used to live. I picked it up and was mesmorized by its confetti swirls and weighty plasticness. My mom never had one of these. I'd remember it if she did. It was priced at $4.00 and I think I scoffed internally at the price (four dollars for a plastic bowl....listen lady this is a garage sale....why is everything else 25 cents and the one thing I want is four big dollars....I just spent 2 hours cutting coupons and I'm supposed to be grocery shopping right now....and my husband wants homemade lasagna for dinner and cheese doesn't come cheap...and wah wah wah) My inner voice is really excitable and mostly over the top.
But the bowl was speaking to me. Yes things "speak" to me. Not in a creepy ...I really hear a voice way...but a "you must buy me" vibe that is simply undeniable. When bowls talk I listen.
Still following me??? Good. So obviously I bought the bowl. I have never been one to dicker so I paid the full price and went on my merry way. Well you would have thought I'd just brought home a baby from the nursery. Here we are in my car driving home and I'm picking it up...putting it down.... turning it over.... smiling at it.... thinking about how I can't really use it because it might get scratched.... do I have a special spot for it...how will I make sure Bob doesn't use it when I'm not looking....what do they call bowls like this....when was it made..........do you all see why I am quite content to spend a lot of time by myself never getting too lonely. I can entertain myself for hours with a plastic bowl.
So of course I did my research and I found out that they are called Texasware bowls and they were very popular in the 60's. They come in all sorts of pretty colors. Really with the different types of splatter patterns the possibilities are endless. I kept my eyes on the lookout whenever I was out antiquing. I always had my rules. At first I wouldn't pay over 5 dollars then that became 10 dollars and finally a few years ago it went to 15 dollars and it killed me because I love to collect things that aren't really high dollar items. That isn't fun to me. I like basic things from the past that catch my eye. But the obsessive compulsive part of me comes into play with me being unable to stop a collection once it starts. I mean if you think about it (and I do) who really needs 100 plus plastic bowls that can only be admired from a distance.
I will say that I have gotten better over the years and I now use them for peanuts, popcorn and potato chips...only things that begin with p....see what I mean about my problems????
I still pick one up now and again if the price is right. I do refuse to go over my fifteen dollar limit because I do have enough for now. But the really desirable ones (which are deeply colored like in cobalt, deep pink, turquoise, hot orange) go very high on ebay....like over 50 dollars. Like this one.
Rachel Ray used the real vintage ones on her Food Network show and so many people wanted them that she has a line of faux (and by faux I mean horrible) ones made by Precidio. Ok maybe that was too harsh...but I've seen them in person and they are thin and cheap and they look weird. Apologies to anyone who has one. If you like the look you should get the real deal on ebay. There are some to be had cheaply especially if you don't mind gray and tan.
Here are a few more pictures of my little cuties.
Well I hope you enjoyed taking a peek at my bowl collection. Can you tell something about someone by seeing what they collect? Probably. What does this collection say about me? You be the judge and let me know your conclusions. Be nice....please.