But I had no idea that this trend toward horror revisionism had seized my friend, author Lewis Carroll, in its pale and bony grip. UNTIL I bought a set of festive Alice-in-Wonderland-themed drinking glasses.
Not exactly what you expect to see in dinnerware unless you worked for American McGee.
Through The Drinking Glass and What Jenn Found There...
Each glass features drawings of little Alice and her Wonderland colleagues, along with swirling literary quotes. Cute, right?
But it was only upon closer inspection I realized that the Tea Party Patriots might not be the only tea-drinkers calling for blood these days...
Here you can see Alice fleeing the Mad Tea Party realizing that the Earl Grey she'd been enjoying was actually a Vlad the Impaler Pekoe...
A little spicy, filled with nutrients, and just a hint of lemon!
The Hatter, too, seems to be imbibing of the human life fluids...
Now you might say, "Jenn, you giant doofus! What you're looking at is a cheap four-color printing process and the manufacturers just didn't want the added cost of making the tea brown."
Ah, but think how this puts a whole new spin on the Red Queen! And the Queen of Hearts-- how literally do we want to go with that? I mean, no wonder she was so big on mass decapitation-- I hear the same went for ol' Vladdy-boy back in the Transylvania homeland.
She wasn't cranky, she was just following a fine old Eastern European tradition.
This also explains why Wonderland is located underground. None of that pesky sunshine interrupting a hot croquet game with the players exploding into ash every few minutes.
Of course, there will have to be a sequel.
Though Through the Looking Glass might be tricky for a lead character who can't actually see her reflection.
Marketers'll have to revisit that one.

