If my dream chocolate bar were a person, she’d have contour sharper than your ex’s lies and heels high enough to make your childhood trauma flinch. She wouldn’t just melt in your mouth—she’d leave you questioning your life choices while whispering, “good.”
Let’s get one thing straight: I don’t do milk chocolate.
I want my chocolate like I want my eyeliner—dark, rich, and intense enough to make my enemies nervous.
Think 85% cacao minimum, with that decadent bitterness that doesn’t need your approval. Sweetness is for Hallmark cards and men who apologize too much. Give me flavor with backbone.
But this isn’t just any dark chocolate bar. No, darling—this is Voguegenics-worthy. We’re talking a bar that’s:
- Infused with adaptogens like ashwagandha to keep your cortisol as chill as your iced latte
- Spiked with collagen peptides because aging gracefully is cute, but glowing like a vampire who moisturizes is the goal
- Dusted with edible rose gold shimmer—because why the hell not?
And the packaging? Matte black with velvet embossing. Opening it would feel like unwrapping forbidden desire in a corset. One bite, and you’re not just snacking—you’re stepping into your power. Forget emotional eating. This is empowered consumption.
In a world full of basic bars, I want mine to come with a warning label:
May cause an existential glow-up.
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