If Halloween had a scent, it’d be a mix of plastic pumpkin pails, caramel apples, and the faint whiff of cinnamon brooms from the grocery store.

And honestly? That’s the vibe I’m chasing this year.

Forget sterile, minimalist pumpkins - I’m bringing back the 1990s Halloween house.

A little witchy, a little whimsical, slightly chaotic, but so full of heart.

🕯 1. Sleepy Hollow “Dead and Breakfast”

It’s giving Goosebumps meets HGTV.

That DIY inn sign, crows, and witch hats hanging from branches? Pure suburban-porch nostalgia.

You can almost hear the crunch of leaves and the local radio station playing “Monster Mash.”

Try this: Mix thrifted props with one over-the-top piece (like that skeleton in plaid). The trick is to make it look like your house could host a neighborhood ghost story night.

🕸 2. Neutral Witch Porch Goals

This one’s the love child of Practical Magic and Better Homes & Gardens, 1998 edition.

Soft neutrals, cozy blankets, and just a whisper of spook.

If your October aesthetic is more “witchy aunt sipping cider” than “jump scare,” this one’s for you.

🎃 3. The Vintage Hutch That Ate Halloween

White pumpkins, ghost figurines, and a “Trick or Treat” sign straight out of 1996?

Chef’s kiss. It’s giving “Mom just decorated after work while Home Improvement played in the background.”

Add in fairy lights and a little garland to really sell the vibe.

🧹 4. Floating Pumpkin Chandelier

You know someone in 1994 would’ve lost their mind over this DIY.

Floating jack-o-lanterns, witch hats, candlesticks — it’s elegant chaos.

It feels like the kind of dining room where you’d watch Halloweentown while sorting your trick-or-treat candy by type.

🌙 5. Haunted Mantel with a Twist

Vintage bottles, bats, and a few weird pumpkins with faces. This one screams “spooky aunt with a love of craft stores.”

It’s the perfect way to blend your modern decor with a little nostalgic Halloween weirdness.

🦇 6. Bookish Moon Magic

The moon face sign is pure 1990s whimsy.

Pair it with old suitcases, mismatched books, and a few pumpkins, and suddenly your living room feels like the set of Are You Afraid of the Dark? But make it cottagecore.

🖤 7. Black Forest Broom Co.

This setup is elite.

Rustic wood, witch hats, brooms, and little jars of “spells”; it’s like your grandma’s craft cabinet met your inner witch.

All it’s missing is a cauldron of dry ice fog and a bag of mini Snickers.

🕷 8. The Collector’s Corner

Paper bats, skulls, potion bottles, and ghost art — the holy trinity of a 1990s Halloween shelf.

It’s perfectly imperfect, like something you’d see on the cover of a Country Living Halloween Special Edition magazine.

🧡 9. Cozy Chaos Halloween Wall

This one’s the definition of Halloween overachiever energy.

It’s loud, layered, and unapologetically nostalgic —exactly how Halloween decor should be.

Display every pumpkin, ghost, and gnome you own. Clutter is the assignment.

🕸 10. The Haunted Staircase of My Dreams (and Maybe My Nightmares)

Now this is what happens when spooky season goes full-send. The oversized centipede crawling down the staircase is both horrifying and completely fabulous — the kind of 1990s Halloween chaos that says, “yes, I hosted the neighborhood haunted house.”

Between the faux cobwebs, paper bats, and moody florals tucked between pumpkins, it’s perfectly over-the-top in the best way. It’s giving “creepy suburban opulence” — like if Beetlejuice got a home renovation show.

Try this: Mix elegant autumn florals and soft pumpkins with one bold, borderline-ridiculous statement piece. It doesn’t have to be a centipede (but if it is… respect). The contrast of beauty and “what the actual heck” energy? That’s peak Halloween chic.

✨ Final Thoughts

This year, I’m done chasing the minimalist fall aesthetic. I want the warm, slightly messy, full-heart magic of Halloween in the ‘90s — back when everything was a little spooky and a lot of fun.

So dust off your vintage decor, light that vanilla-pumpkin candle, and play I Put a Spell on You.

It’s time to bring back that kind of Halloween. 🕯💀🎃

Every July, like clockwork, my body and soul remind me: This is when everything changed.

Back in July 2021, my husband James was diagnosed with metastatic melanoma. I can still see that summer so clearly because it had all the makings of something beautiful. We were knee-deep in adoption paperwork for our son, building a greenhouse, and creating a life that felt solid and soul-aligned. I thought we were entering our blooming season.

But life had other plans. And by "plans," I mean a complete undoing of everything I thought I knew.

The diagnosis came like a sucker punch from the universe. No matter how hard we tried to keep moving forward, that summer became a fork in the road I never wanted to take. And the version of our life we were building? It never got to bloom. And honestly, for a long time, neither did I.

When the Life You Imagined Doesn't Happen

Here's the thing nobody really tells you: sometimes you do everything right, and life still shows up like an emotional support goose; chaotic, hissing, and absolutely not here to help. 🪿

It's not always fair. It's not always a lesson tied up with a pretty little bow. Sometimes, it's just loss. And you're left sitting in the rubble, holding pieces of a life that no longer fits.

And even now, years later, I'll be folding laundry or standing in the garden and BAM 💥 I'm hit with the reality: my old life is really gone. My husband really died. This is really my life now.

Navigating Life's Hidden LEGO Minefield

Lately, I've been navigating what I lovingly call a "personal Hellscape." It's not the dramatic movie trailer kind. It's more like navigating a pitch-black hallway barefoot while stepping on strategically placed LEGOs. 🧱

It's not constant, it's not catastrophic, but wow, when it hits, it HURTS. The kind of pain that makes you pause mid-step, question all your life choices, and mutter, "Really? That's what takes me out today?!"

And then, just like that, you limp forward. Because what else can you do?

Romanticizing the Past Won't Bring It Back (Unfortunately)

It's easy to look back on the "before" and romanticize it until it sparkles. I do it all the time. I miss that life. But here's the tough truth: that version of my life doesn't exist anymore.

What does exist is this moment. Right now. The messy, beautiful, half-blooming chaos that I get to call mine.

And I'm realizing that the lessons I learned from the life that didn't go as planned? They're not wasted. I carry them with me every single day. They're the reason I'm rebuilding; not as the same woman, but as someone who knows what it means to love deeply, lose deeply, and still keep showing up.

To Anyone Who's Feeling Lost Right Now:

Maybe you haven't lost a person. Maybe you've lost a dream, a version of yourself, or the future you thought you'd have. Let me just say: I see you.

It's okay to grieve what was. It's okay to scream internally at the unfairness of it all. And it's okay to start over, even if you don't feel ready.

Life doesn't always bloom on the timeline we expect. But that doesn't mean the growing season is over. Sometimes, it just means you're becoming someone new.

And honestly? That version of you might be more powerful, more grounded, and more you than you ever imagined.

So here's to blooming in unexpected seasons. Even when it hurts. Even when it's messy. Even when the plan completely unravels.

Because maybe, just maybe, the life that's still unfolding is the one that was meant for you all along.

Let's Talk:

If you've ever had a moment where life went completely off script, I'd love to hear about it. Drop a comment below or come hang out with me over on Instagram @onthecreekblog. Let's remind each other that we're not alone, especially on the hard days.

🖤 Tiff

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