This old school glass cherry jar used to be in my parent's basement as a kid, next to jars of pom poms and googley eyes. My mom wouldn't let me touch it, and when I moved out she gave it to me. It is the prettiest glitter and I am almost afraid to use it.
Growing up my mom completely banned glitter in our house, this included school projects that we brought home and also clothing. I have vowed to allow glitter (supervised, in the craft room) because I ADORE glitter, which I believe is a direct result of being told I couldn't have it.