I was so excited for this mug. The moment I saw SEDUSA BY THOR, I knew I needed her in my life. The curves! The sass! The snake hair that says “I’ll ruin your life and your bar tab!”
But then she arrived.
And I hated her.
I hated her so much… I ordered another one.
Why? Because this mug is a cursed enchantress of ceramic chaos — so jaw-droppingly twisted, you have to display both sides at once just to process the full eldritch horror of her design. One angle whispers “pour me a mai tai,” the other screams “I will devour your soul… and garnish it with mint.”
She doesn’t sit on my tiki shelf. She dominates it. Every other mug averts its glaze in shame. She doesn’t just hold rum — she haunts it. My drinks taste 30% more dangerous now. (I don’t actually drink out of her- that would condemn me for eternity)
To be clear: I still hate her. I hate how good she looks. I hate how everyone gasps and says “What is that?!” when they see her. I hate how she made me rearrange my entire display. I hate how I can’t stop admiring her. I’m a victim of ceramic seduction and I regret nothing.
Bottom line? She’s hideously perfect. Bewitchingly awful. An unholy masterpiece.
Buy two. Trust me — one just won’t cover it.
