Hey Malicious Misfits,

First off, a huge thank you to everyone who stuck around after the last newsletter – you’re real misfits and I love how we are all fitting together. Welcome to all the new subscribers and shoutout to everyone liking, following, and fighting the good fight on my socials. Instagram? Finally free of viewer purgatory, but Facebook… well, let’s just say Zuck isn’t thrilled with my content. But your engagement keeps us in the game, building this badass community and safe space. Thank you, seriously – all the follows, shares, and comments have made Malicious Women Co. stronger than ever.

 And now, let’s talk about the return of a very special candle. Some of you may remember her: The Anger Of Having To Fight For Human Rights While Also Taking Care Of Literally Every Fucking Thing On This Planet. *Infused with “Women’s Labor”. Yeah, she’s back – and she’s coming out of the vault, better and bolder than ever.

If Paris Paloma’s “Labour” doesn’t start echoing in your head the moment you see this, I’ll be genuinely surprised. 🎶

Why bring her back? Well, let’s just say 2022 wasn’t ready (this label flopped hard), but 2024 is BEGGING for it. Because let’s face it – the holidays can be a hellscape for women, primary caretakers, and every person who’s handed the invisible checklist of ‘making Christmas magical’. While some of you are battling store crowds for teacher gifts, your husband is blissfully unaware of what’s under the tree. In fact, Christmas morning is a surprise for him, too! I heard it right from a Monday Night Football announcer who joked about it on air. “Oh, Christmas? I don’t even know what the kids are opening!” But come Christmas morning, guess who gets equal credit? Yup. Dad. It’s giving big “credit without effort” energy.

Don't fear, this isn’t a dig at every man or dad out there. Let’s just say it’s a nod to the unsung heroes of the holiday season. And if this doesn’t hit home for you, or you don't relate, consider yourself one of the lucky ones that don't have to do this alone. 

Image Credit: Boots, UK 2024 Holiday Commercial

And apparently, it’s not just happening stateside. Across the pond, men in the UK have LOST IT over a new holiday ad from Boots (yes, the beauty brand Boots). This ad shows Mrs. Claus, a total boss in her own right, taking on all the holiday chaos: coordinating the elves, solving the last-minute crises and loading up the sleigh – just in time for Santa to swoop in, look pretty, and deliver the gifts. Oh, and get this – Mrs. Claus is Black. Yep, a fictional character with melanin. The audacity! The very existence of this ad has some men calling for boycotts, because apparently the real issue is not the blatant gender imbalance in holiday labor, but the “wokeness” of a Black Mrs. Claus. These men couldn’t miss the point any harder if they tried – they’re so busy shouting “woke agenda” that they’re blind to the magic women make happen, year after year, often unthanked and unrecognized.

So, yeah – The Anger of Having to Fight For Human Rights While Also Taking Care Of Literally Every Fucking Thing On This Planet feels pretty damn relevant this year. This candle isn’t just a scent – it’s a statement, a middle finger to the invisible labor that goes unnoticed, year after year.

I only have about 350 of these labels in stock, so they’re up for grabs both in-store and online – first come, first served. And since my label supplier is backordered for two weeks, once these sell out, there’ll be a little wait to restock. This email is reaching 52,000 of you, so if this speaks to your holiday exhaustion (and let’s be real, it probably does), don’t wait.

Here’s to every woman and primary caretaker out there – the true holiday miracle makers, the gift-list warriors, the unsung heroes of every wrapped gift and holiday dinner. Grab your candle, light it up and let’s burn away the bullshit together, because if anyone deserves a moment of peace, a laugh, or hell, just a second of recognition, it’s you.

Stay fierce, stay fabulous, and remember: Fucktastrophies may be unavoidable, but a good candle and a solid sense of humor go a long way.

Stay Malicious, Lacie