I can see by your Day Of The Dead Skull Leggings that you have some nice bones baby. Wear them to your yoga class, to dinner… In fact wear them out cuz I love seeing ’em on you girl. What? You’re gonna wear them to the fancy dinner we have scheduled tonight with my boss? Seriously? No, I meant wear them out as in wear them all of the damn time cuz you look sexy. Don’t wear ’em out to dinner. What do you mean you are about to show me what the day of the dead is all about? Did you just threaten me with murder? Damn. Fine. wear ’em. I don’t care.
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Be the greatest gothic girl in this cool Gothic Bats Circle Skirt. Now you can have bats in your belfry all day long. You know, I can help you with that. I’ll need to examine your belfry first, so off with that skirt. I kid, I kid. Bats are so in this season. They are all the rage. But that may just be cuz they have rabies. Which causes rage.
Do you like your skulls with roses? Well, this Skulls and Roses Crossbody Purse has both. Plus plenty of room for your stuff. And you better not be carrying around ACTUAL skulls and roses inside cuz that’s just messed up and you may have a problem. This bag is stylish, functional and beautiful, which is coincidentally what I said about my grandmother when they went to put her in a home. They agreed it wasn’t time, then they asked me why I called her a bag and slapped me upside the head.
It is better to wear a Coffin Crossbody Bag than to be in one. That’s my motto. Plus you get to make all kinds of funny jokes to your friends like: “This is where all of the bodies are buried”. That’s a real knee-slapper there. This leather bag is perfect for a night out on the town or a night traipsing through a cemetery. It’s a tomb for your lipstick and stuff. A mausoleum for your makeup. A resting place for the supplies for your face.
Heels are the real nightmare. Am I right girls? Not that I would know. These Freddy Krueger Nightmare On Elm Street Flats will keep you close to the Earth and close to sleepy bye bye dream-time where Freddy lives. The molten flesh on the toes are a nice touch. Freddy approves. He will like them so much that he’ll say, “I’m your boyfriend now!”
I wonder if that burnt flesh gets all stinky on a hot summer day. It’s cool, cuz it masks the smell of your foot funk anyway. Its okay, we all got it.