A Sprinkle Of Voodoo

The Afterlash never looked this good! Come order yours today!
https://www.etsy.com/listing/4387067123/after-lash

Hex the room with every blink with the afterlash lashes!
https://www.etsy.com/listing/4387067123/after-lash

The Doll Maker liquid lipstick is now live on Etsy!
This is the blackest lipstick I've made so far 😍😍😍
https://www.etsy.com/listing/4420609662/the-doll-maker-liquid-lip

Looking for something to do this saturday?
Check out the Pearl River Farmers Market and Craft Show November 8th from 8-1pm …Over 40 different Vendors!!!! We have food and produce l, shirts and jewelry l, wood works, coffee, cosmetics and a whollleeee lot more!!! This would be the perfect place to look for your Christmas presents and bday gifts!
64379 Hwy 41
Pearl River, LA

We have officially launched! Check it out! https://asprinkleofvoodoo.etsy.com

Casket of Glam glitter palette! 💜💚💛🖤 these will be coming soon! Sneak peak!

Coming soon!

Funeral Belle fragrance rollerball

"A funeral rose left to wither upon a cracked marble tomb, its petals darkened by time and sorrow. The air is heavy with whispers of the departed — damp stone, candle wax, and the lingering smoke of incense burned for the dead. Crimson rose bleeds into ghostly frankincense, a fragrance both sacred and sinful. It is mourning draped in velvet, a charm of grief and desire, a love letter sealed in shadow. In the bayou night, under flickering candlelight, this scent becomes an offering — to spirits, to memory, to the beautiful decay of things lost but never forgotten."

From the heart of the bayou to the edge of the graveyard, A Sprinkle of Voodoo conjures beauty with a bite. Our skull-capped liquid lipsticks are more than color — they’re charms, each one brewed with a long-lasting, kiss-proof metallic matte finish that refuses to fade.

Each shade is a spell in a bottle: the deep smoky mystery of Gris Gris Kiss, the moonlit bloom of Graveyard Plum, the forbidden passion of Coffin Rose, and the haunting romance of Tomb Rose.

Slip one on, seal your magic, and let your lips cast the first enchantment.

Curse no. 13 fragrance rollerball.

A forbidden potion brewed in the shadows of a moonlit garden… The first breath is bright and deceptive, a flash of clementine light that lures you in. Then, wisteria coils like ghostly vines around violet petals, soft yet haunting. Japanese plum and juicy lychee bleed through with a dark, forbidden sweetness—ripe, almost overripe, as though stolen from a graveyard orchard. Beneath it all, Mexican hot chocolate smolders, spiced and smoky, like incense curling from an altar. It is both sweet and sinister: a silken whisper of temptation.