All over the Internet I’m seeing pumpkins. Halloween pumpkins, pumpkin spice chai, crafted pumpkins, pumpkin you name it. That is not a bad thing. What is; in the Netherlands we don’t get them that much. That makes me a pumpkin-less girl having pumpkin-like dreams. What we DO have are mandarins.
The thing pumpkins and mandarins have in common: they are both orange and they both have a somewhat similar shape. So I had my own private little pumpkin party carving the cute equivalent of this season’s hero.
Oh by the way, this might seem like a great idea. It’s not. If I hadn’t watched the little bugger closely, he would have probably burnt the house down. Perhaps oranges would be just big enough though. I should go to the supermarket and get some. Hmm. Oranges… I like that idea.
(If you were wondering; the red puke-like substance coming out of his mouth is candle wax. I didn’t plan for that to happen but think the effect is great)