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HAVE A SINISTER HALLOWEEN!

To celebrate the spirit of all things scary, black and skull-y, I thought I'd share two quick halloween ideas. And yes, that is an actual skull with popcorn in it. Pretty nifty right! (If you get past the whole this-thing-was-once-covered-with-blood-and-gore concept)


TIP #01.

You need:
  • Empty bottles
  • Orange soda
  • Printer
Ask your local grocer for empty bottles and clean them out like a champ. Wrap theme apt labels around the base of the bottle and fill those empty bad boys up with some orange soda. There you go! You have your very own orange potion drink thingy. You can experiment with multiple colours and label options. We went with things like 'Boo' and 'Drink me if you dare'. You could also label them with names of made-up potions. Like amazeballingitus...(that sounds like a disease although, so maybe not that one)

Alternatively you could also wrap similar labels around individual straws. Sip me if you dare!


TIP #02.

You need:
  • Plastic cups
  • Oreo biscuits
  • Ice cream sticks

Crush a packet of oreo biscuits using a wooden dowel (stress reliving tips anyone?). Pour the mixture evenly into small plastic cups. (There are tons of shapes and designs available in the market these days) Pop in ice cream sticks with the words RIP written on top and you have your very own edible graveyard! 

So there you go! Have a sinister halloween you guys. And a great weekend. 

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