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i am saying this without any condescension and entirely from affection and concern (please read as the advice of a kind older sister): please be careful when getting into candlemaking
tiktok has a few videos going around about just picking random glasses/ceramics from thrift stores and filling them with wax to make your own candles, which seems darling! and so thrifty! and such a good way to reuse! however, not all glass is safe for candles! if you want a really great overview/guide on why this is and how to pick safe glass, this article is a great resource. nobody wants their beautiful arts and crafts project to explode into shards of glass and liquid wax. that’s no fun for anyone.
second of all, PLEASE be careful of additions/decorations, especially dried plants. i know it’s very #aesthetic to add in dried flowers or to cover the outside of a free-standing candle with dried flowers, but that means adding flammable material to wax and then setting it on fire. depending on how much you use/where it’s located, you could make an inferno without even meaning to. a friend of mine decorated candles with her friends as a girls night in activity and then ended up having to dig out her fire extinguisher bc her LOVELY flower-encrusted column candle became a bonfire on her kitchen table.
candles are fun! do please explore candlemaking!
just also please be careful not to set yourself or your house on fire if possible
also please just. please don’t do this.
like you just. you don’t need that many wicks. NO ONE needs that many wicks.
“pen surely the addition is just for comedic effect! no one is ACTUALLY making a bonfire candle.”
please don’t make the housefire candle, guys
beyond me making jokes, there is genuinely math and calculations to be done to determine what size/number of wicks you need for a candle, both for efficacy and safety. here’s a helpful little guide for that.
i love when fic writers who have clearly never tried any kind of alcohol in their lives try to write someone drinking bc they’re always like
“he ordered a tall glass of hard liquor. after three large glasses he was feeling tipsy” like babygirl i can’t be sure but i think u just sent this man to the hospital
If Anathema and Newt hadn’t burned the other prophecies they would have found one that went something like “When that the Angel and Demon speaketh of an Us, like Two that came before and thus ran to the starres, their wordes shall cross the starres of their own fates, a nightingale shall close its solemn beak, and all ye who watch shall utter ‘What Thee Fuck, You Are Both Bloody Idiots’.”
i see a post talking doom and gloom about how we’ll never escape toxic masculinity. i think about back in 2017 when american girl released their first boy doll, and a review for him went viral in the collecting community. the review was written by a mom, who said they went into the store to get their daughter a doll, only to see their son’s eyes light up like fire when he saw a doll that looked like him, and now every night he puts his doll in pajamas and rocks him to sleep. i think about the toddler in my daycare room a few years back who was obsessed with baby dolls, carrying them everywhere, and his mom proudly told us he uses his sisters’ old baby dolls and wants to be just like them. that toddler saw another toddler crying one day and gave her the doll he had to cheer her up. i think about the eight-year-old boy i saw a few years back, excitedly waving around raya’s sword in a target checkout line like all his dreams were coming true. there was a video on my instagram the other day of a little boy at disneyworld crying with joy upon meeting his hero, mulan. i think about the voice actor for bow in the she-ra reboot saying his nephews only wanted adora action figures. celebrity men are wearing dresses on tv now. last halloween i saw a little boy dressed as elsa. i went to go see spiderverse over the summer, and in the line ahead of me was a boy who couldn’t be older than twelve or thirteen, bouncing and beaming, giddy with excitement over getting to see the female-led romance movie elemental. i think about the five-year-old boy at my library who breathlessly asked me where the pinkalicious books were, eyes widening when i had more on my cart, his mom explaining that he is all about pinkalicious and fancy nancy. i saw so many pictures online of boys and men dressed in pink to see barbie. teenage boys are gonna open their phones and see the man who wrote fucking game of thrones dressed in pink to see barbie. when i was a kid, a boy dressing in pink was practically a social death sentence. there are boys running around in pink on my street right now.
