Let Them Eat Cake Horror Doll

Let Them Eat Cake Horror Doll
We’ve seen our share of creepy dolls, but this one takes the cake, or, eh… Let’s Them Eat Cake. This Let Them Eat Cake Horror Doll is a recreation of Marie Antoinette’s fate. Made of porcelain, this piece has a fully functioning guillotine and stands 24″ high and 22″ long. It also comes with a before picture before she was marched to the guillotine. That’s pretty thoughtful. You get a bit of horror and you get a bit of history. This pairs well with the guillotine necklace and will look great displayed with your other amazingly odd items.

I don’t know what the big deal is. If some chick declares that we can all eat cake, I’m down with that. Cake is delicious and I even like some of its songs. Because it’s also a music artist right? Ain’t no reason for heads to roll. Poor Marie. I hope she got some cake as a last meal. Let’s all honor the woman who just wanted to share cake with the world with this Let Them Eat Cake Horror Doll.

Guillotine Garden Pick – Off With Your Plant’s Head

Guillotine Garden Pick - Off With Your Plant's Head
Scare the green off your plants with this Guillotine Garden Pick. Do you say gee-a-teen or gill-a-teen. The proper way to say it is gee-a-teen. Either way, if your house plants displease you, just bring this thing out and they will fall in line. It is the perfect accessory for any gothling who has a green thumb, but black nail polish. Which is half of my audience. I have a cactus who could use a good dose of fear from this Guillotine Garden Pick. I’m sick of getting stabbed every time I water it. I mean, you can’t even give a cactus a good smack.

Guillotine Necklace: Heads Will Roll

Guillotine Necklace Heads Will Roll
Heads will roll, I mean turn, when you wear this awesome Guillotine Necklace. You should totally get a little action figure and put it’s head in this. Something innocent like E.T. or C-3PO. I hate both those guys. Is it Gee-O-Tine or Gill-O-Tine? I can never get that right. Gill-O-Tine sounds like a protein drink for fish. Pretty sure that ain’t right. Whatevs.

It’s a sharp and primitive instrument of death. For your neck.