Asexual Pride Candle 🏳️🌈 The Candle That Says It All (Without Saying a Word)

🏳️🌈 The Candle That Says It All (Without Saying a Word)

Some people choose labels. Some choose cake.

This candle? It’s for those who know the best answer is both—and also neither, and also "whatever the hell I feel like today." Hand-poured in swirling black, white, grey, and purple, it’s more than wax—it’s a flickering middle finger to expectations, a slow-burning celebration of you, exactly as you are (or aren’t, or might be tomorrow).

Choose cake-scented because sometimes, dessert is discourse. Or swap it for something else—your identity, your rules. Light it when you need a reminder that validation tastes better than frosting (but why not have both?), or when you just want your room to smell like a rebellion that doesn’t require explaining itself.

Make It Yours:

WICKLETS™ — A tiny-but-mighty flicker of validation, like a one-night stand but with fewer regrets and more frosting.

SPITEBITES™ — Pure, unfiltered whatever-you-need-today energy. For your desk, gym bag, or hurling at the patriarchy.

WICKED WICKS™ — The candle that burns twice as bright. Scent sharp enough to cut through heteronormativity, housed in an Ecocrete vessel destined for second life as a planter, glitter stash, or gender-revolution artifact.

Each candle is poured in ace flag colors—black, white, grey, purple—as unique as the person lighting it. Processing takes 7–10 days: "Faster than coming out to your cat, slower than queer puberty."

Light it. Burn it down. Rewrite the rules.

🎂 Be as out—or in—or over it—as you want to be. 🎂