Holler - Slime

HOLLER // 

✋pulpy jelly x leca pebble
👃made-from-scratch cornbread and sizzling butter in a cast-iron skillet, molasses and sorghum syrup, cold apple jam, fresh-cut applewood on an autumn morning

Note: Each slime comes with faux “grass & dirt”, faux plants, vegetable harvest fimos, and a tiny cottage home (various designs - randomly chosen) for you to build a realistic landscape with.

Like a low wail or a cry that carries through the wind, a “holler” (in Appalachian English) is a place that evokes stories and emotion. A narrow valley between mountains, a low place tucked into the hills. A holler might have one road with no name, a smattering of houses, a creek that floods in spring. Rusted trucks keeping watch over sprawling land; porches where generations have sat watching the weather change. @jessica_varney explains, “I grew up in West Virginia in the Appalachian Mountains. When someone lives far away from any cities, we say, "They live down the holler." It's another way to say that someone lives deep into the county.” The holler speaks of generations of survival in a place sometimes mocked and sometimes romanticized. u/Eyore-struley shares on r/Appalachia, “A wider hollow might support several homesteads or room for expansion - a family could stay for a number of generations (maybe long enough to evoke homesickness strong enough to sing about).”

The word has been shaped by daily speech, coming from Old English holh, meaning a small valley or depression, which made “hollow” and softened to become “holler”.

This slime evokes the holler in autumn, with its deep red hue reminding me of red-painted barns and big leaf piles. The leca pebbles feel wonderful in the pulpy jelly base, which has a gummy-resistant pull and is textured with pulpy “snow”. It comes with faux “grass & dirt”, faux plants, vegetable harvest fimos, and a tiny cottage home for you to build a realistic landscape with. The scent blend is food-y but not overwhelmingly so, nor does it read as “candle-like” to me. It’s not cloyingly sweet; more rustic kitchen. I blended the cornbread notes from scratch so there is a faintly savory edge that pairs well with the sweeter molasses and apple notes. The apple jam is not spiced or soapy but rather one that feels like it’s been pulled from a chilled root cellar. Notes of a brisk fall morning tie it all together.