It is Halloween time—that magical season when witches and demons, ghosts and goblins frolic beneath a silver moon. The air smells of woodsmoke and fallen leaves, and every shadow seems to hold a secret. I thought to myself: What could be more perfect than a wedding? Not the soft, pastel kind with roses and champagne. No—this would be a wedding worthy of midnight bells, a ceremony whispered about by ravens and remembered by the dead.
I could see it clearly: myself in a gown of sparkling white silk, its sweeping skirt splattered with theatrical crimson, like a bride who had wandered out of a beautiful nightmare. Black lace would curl around my wrists. A veil, long and delicate as cobwebs, would trail behind me over the autumn leaves with spots of blood... the gown is called Myrthe and is made by Sascha's Designs. It is just stunning and best of all a festive exclusive at Swank. It is made for Larax/petitex, Legacy/Perky, Maitreya Petite, Maitreya, reborn and waifu.
For my bridal makeup, I imagined dreadfully delightful red scars painted across my face, arms, and shoulder—ornate wounds in shades of ruby and wine, finished with enough shimmer to catch the candlelight. Romantic, in the most wonderfully macabre way. I found this fabulously macabe make up tattoo at Swank by Significant called Painless Body and Painless Face. It is so well done and realistic when I look at the stitches it makes me hurt.... did I mention my beloved is a surgeon?!
And waiting at the end of the aisle would be my demon lover: dark-eyed, impossibly handsome, dressed in black velvet with a blood-red rose pinned to his coat. He would look at me as if I were the only living thing in a world of ghosts.
How could he resist a bride like that?
Our vows would be exchanged beneath a twisted arch of black roses, dead branches, and flickering candles. Instead of a string quartet, a mournful violin would play as bats circled the chapel rafters. Our guests—wicked witches, elegant vampires, mischievous spirits, and creatures of the night—would raise their crystal goblets in celebration.
“Till death do us part,” the officiant would say.
My demon lover would smile.
And I would take his hand, lean close, and whisper, “Death is only the beginning
Wearing Swank Exclusives
Make-up on face and body - Significant - Painless Body and Painless Face
Headpiece - Zenith
