With summer here, I dream of popping open a bottle of rosé and pretending I’m in the south of France, hanging out with Grace Kelly and Cary Grant in To Catch a Thief. That translucent blush pink is my favorite color in the world, mostly because it only exists in Rosé form.  Try to turn it into a paint or nail polish, and that limpid charm is lost in the thick, dull opacity.  Rosé without it’s transparency is just pink.

The only objects I’ve found that mimic the beauty of a glass of Rosé is the oxymoronically titled “Pink Depression Glass.”  How could something so lovely have “Depression” in its name?

Made in the mid-west during the Depression, where access to raw materials and power made manufacturing inexpensive, bright, fun colors of glass were all the rage.  Ranging from pinks to ambers to bold vaseline greens, these glasses have become popular again in the last 40 years, sometimes making them difficult to track down.

However, I make sure to do a quick search for them whenever I’m on Ebay, Etsy, or at a flea market.  They’re so beautiful grouped together on a shelf, and have that sexy blush hue, rather than girlish, five alarm “pink.”

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