Because… Ultimate love. ❤
Who needs V Day when you can have Halloween. . .!?
Just because I adore her. . .
I didn’t care for the acting in Sleepy Hollow – I have to get that out of the way. But I don’t watch Tim Burton movies for the acting. His decadently dreary visuals simply light my heart aglow, especially when they lean Autumnal (to my gothic heart, it seems his lenses are so seasonally tinted – perpetually, much to my joy!)
His eerie, throw-back town, cloaked in lowly fog and Samhain-style mise-en-scene is so my speed it’s ridiculous. The average human being, I daresay, seems to possess such desires as going to the beach, baking beneath a blindingly hot ball of fire. . . They like pop stars and malls and large gatherings of people… And there I sit – and always HAVE sat – with a heart yearning for the deep. For the drumming of the earth, the black of the night, the impossibly-incandescent burn of the moon and stars.
I’m scarcely morbid, and find myself often mistaken for a social butterfly. No. Nooo. I’m more like the little black bat flitting around at Dusk. The Morticia in the corner, carefully contemplating, and reveling in the shadows. While not so evident at this stage in my life, at least I’m not accused of loving pink – ah yes, at least that is obvious enough!
Tim Burton’s quirky characters, singularly macabre and always intriguing, enchanted me from the get-go – Each one more peculiar than the next, and ever placed in spectacularly vampish settings.
I don’t want to live in a City, my feet falling on hard concrete and my gaze stifled by towering man-made constructions. I don’t need to be in the center of things, encompassed by busy streets and bustling storefronts. Sure, I enjoy not being completely isolated – it’s nice to have some manner of life around! But I’d much prefer those ghostly streets, with their spectral, smokey vapor and stormy skies… A few lit Jack-O-Lanterns would be enough to brighten the mood for me. . .
To be crreeeeeppyyy….!
You have to love the fun packaging that comes out at this time of year (or if you don’t, I will on your behalf because I’m all for monsters and silliness.)
I definitely see it more with the unhealthy options, but whatever. I mean…the baby spinach doesn’t have a witch on a broom on the package (though personally I think they should explore that marketing tack – what about kids thinking it’s cool!?)
I’ve not even heard of these (Herr’s!?) but I can safely say that this is EXACTLY the kind of thing I’d have gone “mooOooommm, can we get THESEEEeee!? Wings and Webs!?! TOTALLY made for creepy kids like I was.
As for the Oreos, Nabisco is always doing something rad. I’d have been ALL over these. . . They aren’t any different that regular Oreos as far as the taste, but thanks to the seasonal marketing, the orange center, and the jack o-lantern face…I’d eat them just because. Way to go, Nabisco packaging people.
Then there are these… I don’t know if they’re even legit (though it appears that way.) Dang.
It doesn’t stop with the packaging, though – there’s all sorts of fun, Halloween-ie, Autumnal flavors that crop up too, come September. Take these Pumpkin Spice bars…
Rockgirlmaxim84 on Instagram has a PLETHORA of holiday-inspired, limited edition finds (I think it’s absolutely fascinating how many she comes across, and / or tracks down!) It’s like Caramel, Apple and Pumpkin Spice central…!
I’m so in my element once that 10th month rolls around… I’m a Spring baby with and Autumnal heart, what can I say…