Copywriting for WAX★BBY Candles
Until we could transmit smells over the internet, I had to figure out how to best sell a candle online.
With words, I brought that memory to life.
August 2017: It was 96 degrees in Santorini, but there was something about this country that made me look radiant instead of sweaty when I made eye contact with Eterio at the bar across the way. Our romance was whirlwind, lust, and 98% Google Translate. The t-shirt I wore on the trip still smells like him, and I can’t bear to wash it.
November 9, 2016: I called out sick as soon as I woke up, zipped a hoodie over my t-shirt and pulled my laces tight. Outside, in the still air of the forest, everything felt calm. So he’d won in this moment. I had my dignity, well-earned peace, and—I allowed the smallest smile—three million more in the popular vote.
Dog Days, 2011: The car door slammed. Then there was nothing and silence. And it was in that moment, barefoot in the dirt, that I took my first breath.
Early Fall 2010: Jake burst into hysterical laughter when the sun crested over the horizon. “How’d we manage to stay out all night?” He kissed me goodbye, fingertips lingering on my wrist before we parted. I ran back home through the wet morning grass with my flip-flops in my hands wishing the sun would never rise.
Explore the rest of the collection here.
Writing for matchbooks and other ephemera.
Blog posts to announce new candle collections.
Calligraphy for WAX♥BBY Betrothed