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Anonymous wrote:I find them depressing.
If it helps to balance the universe, the idea of someone finding glass doorknobs depressing made me lol.
But this made me laugh, so the universe is off-kilter again.
Thanks for the backing. To elaborate, glass knobs were introduced due to war time metal shortages, so a short term fad, aka shiny object syndrome. I don't go in for just because it's old it's charming. Even if original to the house, most people have replacements, including some crap from Stanley or the like prone to falling off in hand. When it's at the stage of "ooh, the knob on the left is fully tarnished solid metal vs. thin chrome plate on the right," yeah, depressing.

So, I am into house things as well and it's fun to learn about things and all of that. But I think you need to take a step back because this is not glass knobs, this is just you being depressed and so finding depression everywhere. I think this is a signal to yourself that you need to work on the depression and then when you revisit house stuff, it will be a lot more fun. You can still insist on solid brass hardware with glass knobs or not, but you don't have to feel this way about it.
Aww, thanks for your concern. OP is surveying opinions, and mine is nay. If it's simpler for you, I'll change "depressing" to "tacky, trashy gewgaws." I say this having removed them from two houses now. A lot of housing stock in the DC area is a pretty slapdash, mishmash of styles. It's not hard to get to the glass knobs and ask "is this worth keeping?" IMO, the answer is usually, "No." Our first house was a post war brick colonial starter home. I put in simple oil rubbed nobs, and they're also nothing special, but they looked handsome and, IMO, more suited to colonial revival. Problem solved, but it took me some hemming and hawing to get there. Our second house has beautiful door hardware downstairs, but glass knobs upstairs. Like the petal pink walk in closet, these had to go, and this time I had no hesitation.