Yay! Spooky Season is here! It's been unofficially here since the summer with all the massively early Halloween merch released back in June. I certainly don't have a problem with that as it helps curb my summer seasonal depression. Summer can go back to hell from whence it came! However this year, while I appreciate all Halloween efforts, I have been severely displeased with the lackluster garbage presented. And there was definitely an obvious, rather offensive trend, puking up the atmosphere and the vibe that is the true gloriousness that is Halloween, the culprits: Pastels, disco balls, and florals.
Nope. Just nope. This isn't a baby shower, it's not New Year's Eve, and Spring hasn't sprung. The people who came up with these themes, the best I can fathom, hate Halloween, loathe Halloween, completely don't get it nor care too as they need to get to their Jr. League meetings and refill "Mommy's sippy cup" with a fourth helping of whatever pretentious wine that the other botox injected bimbos are raving about this week. Or a bunch of 10 year old girls designed it. Either way it's ridiculous. But I have to not let the dickwads get me down. Hidden among the garbage were some black and gothic spooky stuff tucked here and there. I never thought the day would come that Halloween would be so disrespected though. All I know is when Easter rolls around, everything better be black and covered in skulls and blood.
Anyway, I shouldn't bitch too much, I rarely buy much new Halloween merch anyhow. I just go for the ambiance of it all. I typically keep my eye peeled at thrift stores or estate sales for the rare vintage mid century piece to come along. Last week I stopped in at a thrift that is only opened extremely limited hours and picked up this massive sized Gurley JOL candle for one buck! He's got a bit of a booboo crease across his face but it makes him look like he survived a slasher attack!
