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Since her twenties, Amber has carried a tin of birthday candles in her purse at all times, just in case a small, joyful fuss for a birthday was needed. They’ve been placed in pancakes at brunch, chocolate mousse after dinner, and once in the lime of a tequila shot in a dive bar in Brooklyn, lit by an amused bartender just after the clock struck midnight.
Each is about 4 inches / 10 cm long, and as big around as a piece of good spaghetti. Made from 100% beeswax, and held safely in a beautiful tin.
Since her twenties, Amber has carried a tin of birthday candles in her purse at all times, just in case a small, joyful fuss for a birthday was needed. They’ve been placed in pancakes at brunch, chocolate mousse after dinner, and once in the lime of a tequila shot in a dive bar in Brooklyn, lit by an amused bartender just after the clock struck midnight.
Each is about 4 inches / 10 cm long, and as big around as a piece of good spaghetti. Made from 100% beeswax, and held safely in a beautiful tin.