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Gothic Compulsion
Sandra de Ovando’s Mexican heritage and architectural tendencies make for darkly quiet, yet commanding floral compositions that befit the dark drama of the season. Her blackened flowers, in particular, lend an air of mysterious sensuality to any macabre affair. Arrangements from $85-$250 and over
• Ovando, 337 Bleecker St., nr. Christopher St.; 212-924-7848
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Scary Servings
Rococo is slightly more jovial than the intense Baroque period it supplanted, but frosted black glass with a design inspired by the latter period still makes for an intense party plate. $20 for set of two
• Chiasso; 877-244-2776
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Sticky Situation
Tribeca design store Intérieurs probably didn't intend for these handmade, twiglike candelabras by lighting artist Jose Esteves to be used for Halloween props, but the piece's skeletal starkness screams witches and warlocks. $215 each.
• Intérieurs, 149 Franklin St., nr. Varick St.; 212-343-0800
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Name Your Poison
VamPinot? WereWhite? Sauvignon Blood? Coming up with a witty wine label may take longer than it does to have the personalized bottles shipped to you (about five to ten days). $8–$35.
• Winesource.com; 866-465-6933
Savage Beasts
Richard G. Santomauro can realize your bestial fantasies with a bat-winged badger or a fur-coated fish. Single-critters dry in two weeks, but call early (months ahead, not weeks) for big-ticket monsters, like a saber-toothed deer head or an aquatic panther. $19–$750.
• Wildlife Taxidermy By Richard G. Santomauro, 1732 Hwy. 71, Wall, N.J.; 732-449-5950






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