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The Barrel giveaway : House of Darkly

 As seen in this month's issue of The Barrel I'm giving away a discount to House of Darkly.

I know I said this in the magazine already, but I LOOOOOVE House of Darkly's crazy toast plush.  I love it.  I do.  Plus her other stuff is awesome too.

The winner of this giveaway will get a coupon code good for 20% off anything in the House of Darkly etsy shop.





All giveaways associated with The Barrel end on March 15th at 11:59 PM MT.

Here's how to enter:

1- For ONE entry: visit House of Darkly's etsy shop then leave a comment on this post about which is your favorite product.

2- For another ONE entry you can "heart" House of Darkly's etsy shop. (Leave a separate comment telling me that you "hearted" them.)

3- For ONE more entry you can subscribe to The Barrel. (Leave me a separate comment letting me know you subscribed.)

4- And for TWO extra entries you can blog about this giveaway, but you must also mention The Barrel in your post.  (Leave two separate comments with a link to your post.)

The winner will be drawn randomly, contacted and also announced on this blog.
PLEASE LEAVE YOUR EMAIL ADDRESS WITH YOUR COMMENTS/ENTRIES.

Comments

Carly said…
I LOVE this guy
Octopie baby octopus plush - lavender purple - Otto . Super cute.
Carly said…
I do subscribe!
Carly said…
It's been added to my list!
Irene said…
ok it's hard to choose! i like the little clouds, and the pizzas, and the toast!!!!!!
Irene said…
now i "heart" the shop on etsy though it was not that difficult, they're so cute!
Irene said…
i subscribe!
Irene said…
this is the post on my blog:
http://meheperdido.wordpress.com/2011/03/04/house-of-darkly-the-barrel-giveaway/

my email irene.navsan (at) gmail (dot) com
Irene said…
this is the post on my blog:
http://meheperdido.wordpress.com/2011/03/04/house-of-darkly-the-barrel-giveaway/

my email irene.navsan (at) gmail (dot) com

(second comment)
LisAway said…
Melissa, I love all the givaways you have going! I haven't entered because I'm not eligible for most of them. But I wanted to let you know that I see them and I love them.

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