“Would you buy a bottle of Dracula’s Blood? (Wine, that is.)”
If Prince Vlad III of Wallachia—aka Dracula—were indeed still alive (or rather Undead) today, what would he think of his current celebrity status? Would he be flattered that Bram Stoker made his name a household word, or annoyed that he could no longer operate in obscurity? More to the meat of it, what would he think of all the pop-culture ephemera that now bears his name or likeness? What would any centuries-old vampire think of the current vampire vogue?
I don’t know what they would think, but as a Dracula/vampire fanatic with an appreciation for all things kitschy, I can’t get enough of it. Fortunately there’s no shortage in the supply. From Count Chocula cereal boxes to these fine products, there really is something for every vampire mark. I’m already trying to decide which of the Dracula wines I want to purchase, and that vampire repellant soap has got my name on it. My waistline can’t handle the dessert squares, but I may buy and spray shellac a few of the suckers. Sadly, as for the Nocturnal French Roast, I never
drink . . . coffee.
Not that I’m gonna drink the wine either. Who am I kidding?
