Visitors and guests walked through my front door, about which I posted yesterday, to this:
Creepy? Hell yes. But, as it turns out, a little too creepy for some people. In my enthusiasm for the holiday, I forgot that some people are genuinely *freaked out* by the sight of blood, especially lots of it, and this little Halloween trick ended up looking a bit too real for some of my friends. (To whom I sincerely apologize. :(
The scene in the refrigerator went over a little better than the floors did - most people thought it was cute and inventive. The packages of "meat" (plastic food storage containers wrapped in painted paper) and hospital bags of candy "blood"...although the "blood" dripped on the shelves in the fridge? Not so much.
Not that you'd know it from some of the pictures of my sewing room that I've posted in the past, but I am a bit of a neat-freak (to those of you who just guffawed at that, I say :P ). The "blood" on the floors even creeped ME out all night long, not because it was "blood" (I'm okay with blood, even the real stuff), but because it wasn't CLEAN! HORROR! And apparently I wasn't the only one.
On the plus side, the stuff did clean up nearly as easily as I thought it would: it wasn't easy enough to just mop, I did end up on my hands and knees sponging off the floors, but it wasn't a huge undertaking. Although, on the tile in the kitchen and entryway I discovered that I hadn't been as careful with the footprints as I thought, and some of my grout is stained and now will have to be bleached and re-sealed. ARGH.
So, nifty, spooky, creepy Halloween idea? Yes. Doing this ever again? Hell no.