A little Halloween charm with the scent of a slow Sunday morning. The ghost engraving on the white jar glows when the candle is lit, while the wooden wick adds a gentle crackle.
Sunday Brunch smells like buttery pancakes on the griddle, maple syrup and brown sugar. It is cozy without feeling heavy and a sweet reminder to linger with the people you love.
Our first Halloween together, Anthony had a hilarious idea: he would dress up as the unfiltered version of Joanna. It was ridiculous and perfect. From that night on, we have believed one thing: if you are not having fun, be the fun. That is the spirit of this candle.
Read the story behind Sunday Brunch and the slow mornings that inspired it.