The term "Pastel witch twotter" is a reference to a social media trend that focuses on a specific aesthetic and style of witchcraft. "Pastel" refers to soft and light colors, often associated with gentleness and femininity, while "witch" pertains to the practice of magical arts and spiritual beliefs. This trend gained popularity on the social media platform Twitter, where users who identify as witches or have an interest in witchcraft share content that aligns with the pastel aesthetic. The "twotter" part of the term is a playful reference to Twitter itself. In the context of "Pastel witch twotter," individuals share posts related to their own experiences and practices as witches. This can include sharing photos of their altars, spells, tarot spreads, crystals, and other magical tools.
I got my order to-go, as there was no way I was going to be able to pack all of this in myself. Instead, I was going to be a nice lady and bring the sweets back to the office for my colleagues to try, too.
There s enough room to look over the menu, which is displayed on two flat screen TVs; peruse the baked goods; snap an Instagram video of the bubblegum-pink white chocolate fountain; order; and then get the heck out. I could see a sprawling counter, bright pink walls, and a gang of fuzzy, mythical creatures, with dopey expressions on their faces, flaccidly dangling from a ceiling, which was as pink as the walls.
This can include sharing photos of their altars, spells, tarot spreads, crystals, and other magical tools. The content tends to have a whimsical and light-hearted tone, reflecting the pastel aesthetic. The pastel color palette often includes shades of pink, lavender, baby blue, and other soft hues.
At Deep Ellum’s Magical Dessert Bar, the Glitter Is Gone
The first time I walked past the Magical Dessert Bar in Deep Ellum, I experienced a visceral reaction. It was months ago—several weeks before the shop had opened. I was struck by a troop of large, plush, unicorns that were attached to clear string and hanging above the entryway.
“What the *f-bomb* is this?” I asked my companion. She shrugged. I pressed my face to the window. The space was dark, so it was difficult to fully assess the situation. I could see a sprawling counter, bright pink walls, and a gang of fuzzy, mythical creatures, with dopey expressions on their faces, flaccidly dangling from a ceiling, which was as pink as the walls.
A couple of weeks later, an Instagram post caught my eye: a tray of brightly colored unicorn cake pops and a caption, which read “Happy Thanksgiving to all our lovely fans. Everything Unicorn. Opening December 1st!” There were a set of gold hooves hovering in the top right corner of the photo.
Oh, dear lord, it’s the place!
I quickly scrolled past the image, to avoid throwing my phone across the room. But there was no hiding from Magical Dessert Bar.
There was a media tsunami, mostly glorifying the new, presumably whimsical, enchanting, over-the-top, playful, dreamy, dessert bar. Nearly everybody had something pleasant to say. It is apparently opening a second location in Houston. (If I read the phrase “sweet treats” one more time, I’m going to explode into a billion fragments of not-so-sweet goo. It’s going to be messy, and poor Shawn and Natalie, who sit next to me, are going to be left to deal with what’s left. So, please, stop typing that phrase. Do it for them.)
I knew I had to check the place out. It’s my job, after all. But I’d read Yelp reviews of how people waited, behind other people, for two and a half hours to wrap their fingers around overflowing milkshakes and cupcakes pierced with metallic gold horns. I’m not a huge fan of lines. So, I waited for the hoopla to fade and chose a dreary Tuesday afternoon (this week) to check it out. I figured that’d be a safe time, free of queues. I was right.
The shop is located amid a walk-through patio, between Elm and Main Street, next to the business’ sister shop, Chills 360. The space is lined with dark, wooden picnic tables. (Mine was festively sprinkled with soggy Fruity Pebbles, but we’ll get back to that in a minute.) There is no seating inside Magical Dessert Bar. So, be prepared to ingest your sugary snacks on a plain ‘ol table, next to a plain ‘ol brick wall. Maybe, if you really use your imagination, you can pretend that you’re in a medieval dungeon, or something. That kind of coincides with unicorn lore, right?
iPhone photography by me.
The interior is small. There’s enough room to look over the menu, which is displayed on two flat screen TVs; peruse the baked goods; snap an Instagram video of the bubblegum-pink white chocolate fountain; order; and then get the heck out.
Various unicorn figurines and toys line the yellow and purple sponge-painted counter. Glass jars, teeming with marshmallows, are on display. Trays of pink and white swirly doughnuts and heavily-frosted cupcakes, adorned with unicorn horns, scream: “LOOK AT ME!” One of the pink walls is decorated with tiny unicorn stuffed animals— they’re suction cupped to the plaster. Another is decorated with glittery wire birds, flowers, and butterflies. (I’d insert a joke about Michaels and glue guns, but that’s too easy. Instead, I’ll just tell you that it made me feel sad.)
I ordered a $14.99 “Monster Shake,” two $3.99 cupcakes (one chocolate, one vanilla), one $3.99 doughnut, and a $4.99 “Chocolate Kebab.” After tax, and tip, my total came to $40.82.
I sat outside at a picnic table—the one I mentioned earlier, which was covered in sticky cereal—and people-watched while I waited on the goods. There was a family celebrating a young girl’s birthday. She was dressed in a baby blue princess gown and was cute as a button. There was a mom, and, presumably a grandmother, with a small boy. He was drinking something that came garnished with cotton candy. There were three millennial-ish girls eating cake and drinking milkshakes. And another family, with small children, doing the same.
I got my order to-go, as there was no way I was going to be able to pack all of this in myself. Instead, I was going to be a nice lady and bring the sweets back to the office for my colleagues to try, too.
One by one, the items arrived. The kebab: three large marshmallows and three medium-sized strawberries, pierced by a wooden stick then coated in white chocolate (that’s been dyed pale pink), and dusted with peanuts and fuscia star sprinkles. Two cupcakes and a doughnut. And then, the milkshake. (It comes with a slice of rainbow cake and a red velvet unicorn cake pop.) I realize that getting the shake to-go messes with the presentation. But, I saw plenty of them that day, so I know what they look like. Tasting it was more important.
It was like slurping melted vanilla ice cream. I’ve had better milkshakes at Jack in the Box. The doughnut was dry. The cupcakes tasted like something you’d get at Kroger. The cake was like being punched in the mouth with a sponge that had been soaked in granulated sugar and food coloring. I didn’t get to try the red velvet cake pop, which was packaged in a clear wrapper, because Caitlin Clark mashed it up with her hands. (Something to do with her throughly enjoying the way it felt, squished, between her fingers. We threw it away after.)
I asked the woman working behind the counter about where they source their sweets. She told me they have an off-site bakery. I called yesterday and was told to call back. I called back and was told to call back again. They didn’t offer a manager’s number to dial, and they wouldn’t take mine. So I don’t have details to share with you. But at this point, it doesn’t matter if they bake these things in the fanciest oven in the universe; these desserts are bad.
They left a bad taste literally, but also figuratively, in my mouth.
Listen, I like mythological creatures, and glitter, and kitsch as much, if not more, than the average person. But this place feels tacky and cheap. It makes me sad that people, with children, would wait in line for this stuff and fork over all that money. It’s overrated (thanks to social media and media-hype) and expensive, for what you get.
You’d be better off picking up some sweets from your nearest bakery, decorating them with glitter and sprinkles and whatever else your heart desires, and creating the magic yourself.
I ordered a $14.99 “Monster Shake,” two $3.99 cupcakes (one chocolate, one vanilla), one $3.99 doughnut, and a $4.99 “Chocolate Kebab.” After tax, and tip, my total came to $40.82.
This choice of colors creates a visually pleasing and calming atmosphere when scrolling through posts related to pastel witchcraft. The intention is to create an inviting space for individuals who practice witchcraft or have an interest in it to come together and engage with one another. Additionally, the pastel aesthetic is often associated with femininity and empowerment. It is seen as a way to reclaim traditionally feminine colors and symbols in the context of witchcraft, which has historically been stigmatized and associated with dark and sinister imagery. The "Pastel witch twotter" trend has allowed individuals with similar beliefs and interests to connect and build communities online. It provides a platform for sharing knowledge, experiences, and support, creating a space where individuals can freely express themselves without fear of judgment or discrimination. While "Pastel witch twotter" may be seen as a lighthearted and aesthetically pleasing trend, it is important to recognize and respect that witchcraft is a diverse and multifaceted practice that can vary greatly from person to person. The pastel aesthetic is just one way in which individuals choose to express their beliefs and engage with witchcraft. In conclusion, "Pastel witch twotter" refers to a social media trend on Twitter that showcases a pastel aesthetic and highlights practices and experiences related to witchcraft. It has provided a platform for individuals to connect and share their interests in a visually pleasing and empowering manner..
Reviews for "Exploring the Intersection of Pastel Witchcraft and Mental Health on Twotter"
1. John - 1 star - I honestly didn't get the hype over "Pastel witch twotter." I found the artwork to be mediocre at best and the storyline was confusing and poorly executed. The protagonist was hard to relate to and lacked depth, making it difficult for me to become invested in the story. Overall, I found it to be a disappointing read and wouldn't recommend it to anyone looking for a captivating witchy tale.
2. Sarah - 2 stars - While I appreciate the effort put into creating a visually appealing world, "Pastel witch twotter" fell short for me. The plot felt weak and predictable, with cliché twists and turns that didn't add anything new or exciting to the genre. Additionally, the writing style was lacking in substance and failed to engage me as a reader. I was hoping for a unique and immersive witchy experience, but unfortunately, this book didn't deliver.
3. Mike - 2 stars - As an avid fan of witchy stories, I was excited to dive into "Pastel witch twotter." However, I was left disappointed by the underdeveloped characters and lackluster plot. The pacing seemed off, with unnecessary filler scenes that didn't contribute much to the overall story. The world-building felt lacking, leaving me wanting more depth and exploration of the magical elements. Overall, it was a missed opportunity for an intriguing witch tale.
4. Emily - 3 stars - I had high hopes for "Pastel witch twotter" after hearing so many positive reviews, but unfortunately, it didn't live up to the hype for me. While the art style was charming, the story felt disjointed, bouncing between different plotlines without a clear direction. The protagonist lacked agency and made questionable decisions that didn't make sense within the context of the narrative. While it had its moments, I couldn't fully connect with the story or the characters, leaving me feeling underwhelmed by the overall experience.
5. David - 3 stars - Although "Pastel witch twotter" had an interesting concept, I found the execution to be lacking. The dialogue felt forced and unnatural, making it difficult to fully immerse myself in the story. The character development was minimal, and I didn't feel a strong emotional connection to any of them. The plot had potential, but it felt rushed and underdeveloped, leaving me wanting more substance and depth. Overall, it was an average read that didn't fully capture my attention or leave a lasting impression.