OK, pumpkins – still diseased, still feeling out of it. But undead finery I dangled before your snapping jaws, and undead finery ye shall receive. I’m having difficulty stringing coherent thoughts together so please pardon any edges of delirium that creep into the writing, these are the perils of not having an editor to look over my shoulder – but then again, this week is for those of you who like to deck yourselves out in blood. Infection just goes right along with the theme, really.
Edgar Allan Poe, ready for some black wind, fire, and steel. From SweetHeartSinner Creations.
Disembodied hands can still say I Love You, right after they’ve done something you probably don’t want to know about. Awwww! From Kasket Kustoms.
The very definition of a statement necklace: “Why yes, I do bleed glitter.” Wander around this shop and you’ll also find zombie stitches. From Von Erickson (he of the coffin couches).
Not content with mere flesh wounds, this bangle goes anatomical with exposed muscle tissue. From ZombieHead.
The end of the world, on a minidress. Something that grabs attention, that’s for sure. From T-Rex T-shirts.
