Halloween is almost here, which means the most witchy among us (myself included) are getting out our aesthetically pleasing black clothes, crystal collections, tarot cards, and every object on the entire planet with a picture of a skull on it.
We're basically creepy connoisseurs, and we didn't come out of summer hibernation for some happy, bright colored, basic drink tumblers—oh no. Give me dark; give me spooky; give me 'men fear me when we accidentally make eye contact in CVS'.