I recently went on a little cleaning marathon – it doesn’t happen often, but the dreary weather was making me want to add some sunshine and cheer to my surroundings. One thing led to another and I ended up changing a few things in my family room.
One of the things I changed was what I put in a big white Pottery Barn bowl in my family room. It has been empty since Christmas when it was filled with colorful ornaments. I usually change what I display in the bowl seasonally, but the months of January and February left me a bit uninspired, so it sat empty. In the past it has held Easter eggs, Autumn leaves, seashells, and carpet balls.
I needed to come up with something new to put into it until Summer rolls around when I will place shells back in the bowl.
I wanted something different and that would also fill it. I needed a collection of something. After a bit of contemplating, it came to me – my favorite collection –“why had I never thought of that before?” I think I always felt I needed to protect it, but why have something you love, if you can’t enjoy it.
I don’t collect many things as I am a firm believer in less is more, but I do have an abundance of one particular item – a true collection in every sense of the word. A collection that I am rather fond of and that has many memories attached to it. I went in search of it – It is in a big hat box that has been stored in a closet. Bringing it out to the light of day, I realized was also going to help me keep one of my New Years goals in check – to have my favorite things around me. Happy colorful things that make me smile…
…like hundreds of matchbooks and matchboxes!!!
I have a lot of them in all shapes, sizes, and colors from places near and far.
Each of these matchbooks has a story behind it. I can pick one up and automatically, I recall a fond memory. The restaurant where Ed proposed to me, or the store where I got my first job in display, and the trip we took to Hawaii.
When I thought more about using the matchbooks as a decorating accessory, it made even more sense as matchbooks fill the bill in more than one way. When placed on a table they can become interactive conversation starters as well as visually adding color and interest to the tablescape.
My matchbook collection started when I was in elementary school. My mom thought it a good idea that my twin sister Carol, and I each collected something. She called it “broadening our horizons”. My older brother collected stamps so we knew a little bit about collecting as a hobby and were excited to have a collection to call our own. My mom decided that I was to collect matchbooks and my sister miniature books.
We both still have our collections. I have a lot more items in mine as matchbooks were a little easier to acquire than mini books.
They are not as easy to find anymore – since smoking is not allowed in most public places and most smokers use lighters nowadays.
My dad traveled to many business dinner meetings and always brought one home for me wherever he went. Most of my matchbooks are from-restaurants, hotels, supermarkets, drug stores, department stores, beauty salons, and banks as there was always a stack of free matchbooks for the taking.
I had an aunt that lived in Brooklyn and worked on Wall Street. When she came to visit, she always had a bag full of them for me. As a kid these were the most exciting to acquire since they were from the big city – they were shiny and big from sophisticated and elegant establishments. As I got older, I started picking them up wherever I traveled. These have become my favorites – the ones I picked up myself.
I love seeing all of them together, but I do have a few favorites – one from a long gone restaurant that was on the bay in Ocean City, NJ called Holgate’s. I also love the one from Hess’s Department Store, The Copacabana in NYC and the real estate office in Ocean City that my family used to use to rent our vacation home every summer – fond memories…
Most collectors choose what they want to collect, but my mom knew me well when she chose matchbooks for me. She knew the colorful art and designs on the covers would pique my interest. She was right as I still pick them up if I see an interesting or colorful one when I am out and about– it has become an automatic response.
My mom is no longer living, but I think it would make her smile if she walked into my house today and saw that I have them prominently displayed. They are the perfect decorating accessory – interesting and meaningful. I have to thank her for wanting to “broaden my horizons”.
Did you collect anything as a child that you still have or display in your home?