([syndicated profile] cakewrecks_feed Mar. 24th, 2017 01:00 pm)

Posted by Jen

Today's post is dedicated to the American Hero who added a bottle of Jim Beam to this display:

Bless you, sir/madam. Bless you.

 

Um...

Please tell me I'm not the only one who immediately saw this:

Just me?

 

Bakers, I imagine parenthood is tough enough. You really shouldn't go adding to the stress level with Prom goofs like this:

0.o
Please tell me this was delivered to her house.

 

Also, bakers, 'fess up: which one of you decided chocolate icing was a good call here?

 

Which brings me to the headline of the week:

A cake decorator with "no construction experience" building a sewage plant? CLEARLY this reporter has never read Cake Wrecks:

 

 

Cake decorators get all KINDS of experience constructing sewage plants.

 

Though I'm guessing/hoping these ones smell better.

 

"Howdy, doody."

 

Thanks to Sherry S., Jonathan W., Kristen G., Mona E., Amber S., Jane P., Matt S., Paula P., & Rachelle H. for taking us to fecality, and beyond.

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([syndicated profile] cakewrecks_feed Mar. 23rd, 2017 01:00 pm)

Posted by Jen

Heidi wanted a pizza cake, and so asked her local bakery to make one. The encounter went something like this:

Heidi: "Hi, I'd like to order a pizza cake, please."

Baker: "A pizza... cake?"

Heidi: "Yes, you know, a cake that looks like a pizza."

Baker: "I'm not following." Heidi: "It's a round cake, decorated like a pizza... but with icing. Lots of places make them."

Baker: "Still not with you."

Heidi: "No, see, it's really simple: it's just a single layer cake, but with icing toppings and sauce and stuff to make it look like a pizza. A pizza cake."

Baker: "Huh. Well, I guess I can make that. But you better bring in a reference photo."

Heidi: "Of a pizza cake?"

Baker: "No, of just the pizza. So I know what kind you want it to look like."

Heidi: "Oh. Well, it can just be a plain cheese pizza, but... sure?"

 

THREE DAYS LATER:

[sigh]

 

And for those of you who like to peer down the road not traveled:

 

 

 

Maybe you dodged a bullet, there, Heidi. Thanks to Heidi L., Greg, Leah R., & Kris D. for proving wrecking baked goods is a pizza cake.

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Posted by Jen

I'm pretty sure most one-year-olds will never remember their first birthday cakes, which is why I'm here to provide an invaluable service: reminding little E.J. that her (yes, her) parents got her this:

Any guesses on what EJ will be getting for her 12th birthday?

 

Correct me if I'm wrong, parents, but I think age one is a little young for boys to be discovering their bananas, IF you know what I mean.

And if you don't, just look at this:

Don't worry, George, all monkeys get curious eventually.

 

Things I'm Pretty Sure One-Year-Olds Like:
- Cheerful colors
- Cute animals
- Putting things in their mouths
- Pooping

Thing I'm Pretty Sure One-Year-Olds Do NOT Like:
- Guys with guns
- Who are shooting cute animals

 

This next one isn't a first birthday cake; it's a christening cake. So little John was, what? A couple of days old maybe? Right. SOMEONE GET THAT KID A GUINNESS.

Honestly I don't know what all is happening here, or what in that mess is considered edible. And I think I spied a tiny plastic poodle in a Santa hat in front of that tree stump with a face before my brain broke.

(ACTUAL CONVERSATION I JUST HAD WITH JOHN:

John: [seeing cake] "What is THAT? Hahaha! He must be Irish, huh?"
Me: "What?! That is a terrible stereotype! How dare you!"
John: "There's a pot of gold and a shamrock."
Me: [looking] "Oh. Right. Ok, maybe they're Irish.")

 

"But you look good for your age, Levi. Really. And hey, one is the new six months! I read it in Vogue!"

 

Something here just doesn't add up.

 

And finally...

Please let his last name be Johnson. Please let his last name be Johnson. PleaselethislastnamebeJohnson.

 

Thanks to Anita T., Amy N., Jill B., Amber, D'arcy, Vinny A., & Melissa M. for the memorable first impressions.

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Posted by Jen

Be honest, minions: am I taking this Moana obsession too far? The constant singing, the aggressive YOU'RE WELCOME-ing, the unrequited mooning over a cross-eyed rooster?

No?

OH GOOD.

Then check this out:

Brandy ordered this Moana cake for her 9-year old, and I think we can all agree it was a wise move. Not only because MOANA, but because it's a printed edible image. That means no guesswork! No drawing! No instructions to fowl up! (HEY HEY ROOSTER SHOUT-OUT)

And yet, as it turns out,

Every turn we take
Every trail we track
Every ordered cake
Every road leads back
to a place we know:

Specifically, the place where a baker insists this is exactly what you ordered and you should totally pay for it.

 

My thoughts exactly.

 

Thanks to Brandy L. for providing all the wreckage that's fit to print.

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([syndicated profile] cakewrecks_feed Mar. 20th, 2017 01:00 pm)

Posted by Jen

It's the first day of Spring, minions, so forget the forecast, throw on some flip-flops, and break out the finger flowers!

AW YEAH FINGER FLOWERS.

(At least it beats a knuckle sandwich? Yes? No? Shall I show myself out?)

 

Yep, there's nothing like Spring flowers, with all their bountiful riots of color:

 

...and cheer:

 

...and color:

 

...and unintentional wangs:

Those are some flowers with serious... stamen-a.

(Pollination humor HEYOOOO.)

 

So whether you're currently freezing your daisy dukes off or cranking the A/C like a pansy, here's wishing you a very:

I think it's Dutch.

 

Thanks to Amy H., Heather B., Sara S., Mica, Ashley F., & Steven V. for putting the "zing" back in "Speinz." Or something. I dunno. Look, it's Monday. You're lucky I'm even HERE today.

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([personal profile] azurelunatic Mar. 19th, 2017 03:01 pm)
Friday: I woke up at a sensible hour, and did housework. Purple emailed me about the afternoon's beer bash, and I collected myself to go to that. I was running a little late, but made it at last, just before Purple arrived himself. I ran into a few people, and saw people from my old team sitting around the fire pit.

I collected with them there, and Purple soon joined me.

One of my old team had been going through some significant personal changes; she talked a little about that. I gave her reciprocal information, and my card with my real name, and the information to join the tech-slack. (Later, I would ping a former colleague who had done some pioneering work on that process in this workplace, and thank her, since it sounded like my old teammate had gone through a much better experience with the workplace bureaucracy than the former colleague had.)

She and Purple proceeded to talk synthesizer projects until she left to catch her train.

I will need to email my old manager about when to visit in the next few weeks.

The food offerings were surprisingly edible for the context. It was corned beef and cabbage sandwiches with slightly inexplicably rubbery rolls, some under-fried potato-and-cabbage fried things (tasty, but with the consistency of glue), various very green vegetables (cucumber, peas, broccoli, asparagus, and possibly more), cheese soup, and ... green hummus. No green beer, though.

It was a gorgeous evening, not quite too warm. We were joined by the Scruffy Canadian briefly. Someone who I thought might be the Cute Receptionist wandered by. Since I'd missed connecting with her the last time I thought I saw her, when she got close enough I called the name. In case it was her.

It was her. We caught up a bit. Purple teased me.

We hailed lb as he was headed out of the office with his deep dish pizza leftovers. There was a good chat, including some wtf-ery over a github thread that a new arrival in channel had shared (and participated in). There are some statements, such as "An SJW's work is never done", which have radically different meanings based on the context of the person who said it, and since we don't know them that well yet, we are uncertain whether this person is working for the greater good, or complaining about people working for the greater good.

There were dinner plans. I nearly accidentally left my phone in Purple's office until it tweeted.

Dinner was nice. We really should go to the Thai restaurant near the Trader Joe's more often, since it's delicious, close, and reasonably priced. Despite the bell peppers, prawns, and peanuts in nearly everything. (I am attempting to figure out whether peanuts take the surface of my mouth off the way walnuts do, because that would just be ... perfect.)

The Signal app has resolved some of its issues for voice calls, and my partner and I were able to talk nearly all the way home. It only cut out at the place that still gets me a lot on regular network calls, where 35 joins 280 by San Andreas Lake.

It's lovely to say a sleepy goodnight to my partner as we both settle into our beds, and go to sleep with the connection open, knowing that the other is there. I swapped my old Douchebag Headphone (the around-the-neck model with the earbuds) for one that purportedly connects to two devices automatically (it did not, but it wasn't a downgrade) and thus my partner got my old one. (It so happens that I'm the one who digs leading-edge tech, and they like to squeeze every last drop of usefulness out of old tech, so we are an excellent pair there.) They are enjoying it. I was delighted when I saw them in it, because the colors are accidentally representative of both of our favorites.


Saturday started out quietly, with various audio and video chat. One of the video chat things was marred by no helpful audio coming through from the other end; I should have reset when I noticed that it wasn't doing so well.

A friend just had some technically-minor surgery, and I had made plans to go over and say hello and congratulate this weekend. There was a little bit of plan-changing, but in the end I went over there in the afternoon and said hello and such. My aunt had stopped by with some fabric for me and some cashew butter for them. Due to the placement of the surgery, we kept ourselves to heartfelt arm-clasps and some back-patting.

When I got back down to the street, I discovered that a Very Large Pickup Truck had pulled up alongside me with its hazard lights on. Unfortunately, the driver was nowhere in sight, and I wasn't sure if I had enough room to pull out. (I was parallel parked, with a sedan nearly touching my bumper in the back, and a Prius a good distance in front of me, and less than a car length of space on the diagonal to get out.) I decided that I would make one try at it, and if I didn't have clearance that I was comfortable with, I would stop and wait for the driver to return.

It turned out that even though I think there was only one foot of clearance on each side, I was able to get out. (My partner cheered me on.)

I wound up picking up dinner on my way home. They did manage to get my order wrong, although in a different way to what I thought: I thought they'd gotten the wrong thing to the right receipt entry; they had in fact gotten the order entirely wrong from the receipt on down. The replacement was also subtly wrong, but I was not going to argue at that point. (My partner, who had been on the phone the entire time, heard my order and was able to verify that if it was a hallucination that I'd said that, it was a shared hallucination.)


The calendar sharing is going well so far.

There had been an incident. (My partner and I arranged a date; it hadn't gone in their calendar because they thought they'd remember it. Unfortunately, three people managed to step square in each other's complicated traumas, and it took a while to recover. With a lot of communication and crying.) After that, I shared my social calendar with my partner (not the full-on calendar with the specifics on the doctor appointments and such). I also shared the "shadow calendar" I'd made for them, the one that has their work schedule and all the stuff that they tell me about when we're planning our weeks. It's not yet time for us to share a single social calendar.

My partner has shared that calendar on with the friends they're staying with until the situation with the ex gets cleared up. They're not quite comfortable sharing it with others ... just yet. That may change, as the weeks go on.

Today, I'm setting up the week to come, and doing the various communication that goes with it. It's not sexy or glamorous, but it's the little bits of caring contact that helps sustain a relationship. I have to remember to translate the four to five calendar entries that make up one doctor-type appointment into a single block in the social time, ideally when entering it, but at minimum when setting up the week to come.

My attention deficit disorder was diagnosed in the fall of 2015. For a while, I'm not sure exactly how long, I've had to start with the actual time of the actual event I'm going to, and schedule backwards and forwards from that, in order to make sure I have a fair chance of getting there on time and in good order.

First I enter the event, with its actual duration.

Then I figure out where I'm going to be before the event, and figure out how long it takes me to get to that place from the place I am going to be before that. (It usually takes me an hour or so to get from home to any given place in the city of San Francisco; 45 minutes to get to old-work; an hour to get further down-peninsula; anywhere from 30 minutes to over an hour to get across the Bay.) I make a separate calendar entry for the transit time, with a little wiggle room.

I figure out where the next place I need to be is, and I do the same thing for that side.

I then give myself an hour's notice to start getting ready, even if I'm scheduled for something else at that time.

If it looks like it's close to my likely sleep time, I count back an hour further and allocate that as wake-up time. (If I haven't slept enough, I will use the wake-up time for an extra hour of sleep, and try to do any complicated prep the night before. Using a checklist, if possible. Sometimes this warrants an entry of its own.)

If it's early enough, I will count back eight hours from the wake time, and schedule that as sleep.
When it's a scheduled sleep time, I will have to schedule myself a bedtime reminder, which is an hour before sleep.

Sometimes, there's a chance that events will run long. In the case of my regular dentist, they've been known to run an hour late. So for them, I schedule in that buffer time. Just in case.

If it's a doctor appointment, the actual appointment goes in my bright red non-negotiable deadlines calendar, and all the ancillary things get in my main calendar. If it's not a doctor or similar, the main event goes directly in my personal calendar.

When it's something that's going to affect my social calendar, the fore and aft transit times and the event itself get globbed into one block of time that I'm unavailable for other events. Since my social calendar can be shared with people who don't need any personal details, unless it's a public(-ish) event, it gets described in vague terms. Dr. X at this address on this floor for this purpose gets vague-ed into "Doctor Appointment."

Stuff in my partner's shadow calendar get vague-ed up the same way. Why yes, my partner is going to X event at Y venue, there is a topic, and they're going with Z. That is "With Z at [vague description]." Or "Date with Z." Before my partner shared the calendar with their hosts, I scrubbed back through and edited a few items that I'd put on there, which had a little too much detail for general consumption. Even so, their hosts were clearly reading through past events, because I overheard Ms. Documentation read out the title of one (with some questions), and I promptly collapsed in giggles. Oh, dear.


There are two current crocheting projects, one of them started a while back. The older one is the penis-based sex ed hat, a sequel to the vagina-based one. So far I have urethra, bladder, glans, some ductwork, and I need to stuff the first testicle before I can close it up. (The testicle is blue, naturally.) I will probably put a drawstring or something on the scrotum so the testes can be examined easily.

The other one is a lace nightgown out of black #10 crochet-cotton thread. I'm putting #6 clear blue-green iris beads on it here and there. We'll see how long I take to finish that one. The beads are in a narrow prescription bottle that fits nicely inside the ball of thread.

I have been going back to paper to-do lists for daily use, and attempting to scan them into my image archives. I've started dating them so I have a better idea of how things went. It's been a fairly reasonable system for reminding me of what I need to get done, and I can move things forward in a helpful way. Sometimes I start pages ahead of time for stuff that needs to be done on a specific date.


After a week and a half of the new meds, I am encouraged at what they're doing with my sleep. That may wind up being a separate entry.

Posted by Jen

It's opening weekend for the new live-action Beauty and the Beast movie, so guess what I've got for you today!

That's right, cakes from the animated version!

(By Sugar & Spice)

Woot woot!

 

Don't get me wrong, peeps, Emma Watson is amazing. Nothin' but love there. However, CGI furniture-people just can't compete with this adorableness:

(By Zoe's Fancy Cakes)

Right? And like Cogsworth says, "If it's not Baroque, don't fix it."

 

Don't worry, though; you can still love the new movie. I've decided to allow it. ;)

In fact, I even have cakes that work for either version:

(By Flying Bat Beaver)

Like this prettiness inspired by Belle's dress!

 

Or how about this "glass dome" over the famous rose?

SO COOL.

And look at the other side!

(By Koalipops, video here)

EEEEE!!

 

Here's another beauty based on Belle's dress:

(By Sylvia Castaneda)

Talk about swag! I think this is my favorite today: sweet, simple perfection.

 

Although this little Chip and Mrs. Potts are charming to a tea:

(By Fatto di Zucchero)

 

Anyone out there love The Enchanted Christmas?

(By Giada's Cakes)

D'aww. Beast's expression is everything here. And I'm digging those snowy pine cones at the bottom.

 

Now here's a cake that really shines:

(By It's All About The Cake)

Tell me you don't want to steal that rose topper. And Mrs. Potts. And Chip. And the whole cake.

 

Of course we can't have Beauty and the Beast Sweets without an epic wedding cake, so...

(By Walt Disney World Resorts)

BEHOLD!

Those metallic gold drapes are blowing my mind. And the soft damask pattern is just right.

 

Now one more castle cake, this time with more stunning stained glass:

(By Karen Anne Cakes)

Now that's a beauty.

Happy Sunday, everyone! Be sure to tell me what you thought of the new movie in the comments, if you've seen it; I'm still debating braving the opening week crowds!

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([syndicated profile] cakewrecks_feed Mar. 17th, 2017 01:00 pm)

Posted by Jen

Today we come together as a nation to celebrate St. Patrick's Day in the most thoughtful, respectful manner possible...

...while insinuating Irish people are a bunch of drunk leprechauns.

 

As a person of Irish heritage myself, I'm actually more disturbed by whatever's happening here:

Whatever it is, it is WAY too happy to see you.

 

Or here:

[Monty Python voice]: PLAGUE.

 

Or the fact that green plastic hats somehow make any cake St. Patrick's Day appropriate:

Sláinte.

 

So whether you get your rocks off with that whole kissing thing:

Never to be taken for granite.

 

Or by asking bakers if they happen to have 6 fingers on their right hand:

INCONCEIVABLE.

 

Here's hoping you have a delightful St. Patrick's Day, minions.

Now, go enjoy one of these traditional Irish treats:

...while Internet commenters everywhere give their yearly speech on how "St. Patrick wasn't even Irish."

Ahhh, holidays.

 

Thanks to Annie & Matt, Abbey R., Tracie F., Anne B., Andrew M., Bekka N., Molly S., & Interweb mansplainers everywhere for the inspiration to drink more.

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Posted by Jen

If you've been hanging around this blog for a while, then you probably remember the infamous Flash Drive wreck.

That's the one where someone brought in a photo on a flash drive, but instead of using the photo, the bakery recreated the flash drive itself on the cake. It's one of the most epic Cake Wrecks of all time, and taught us all a valuable lesson about the boundless nature of human derpitude.

I'm guessing Matthew here missed the flash drive post, though, because not only did he bring one in for his daughter's fifth birthday cake, he also had more than one photo on the drive.

In Matthew's defense, there were only two images on the drive to choose from: one, his daughter's favorite cartoon character, and the other, a Power Point flow chart from his company.

I'll give you two guesses which one the bakery used.

Aw, you guessed it, didn't you? See, I just can't surprise you guys anymore.

 

Thanks to Matt M. & little Gia for proving a Communication Network Decision Tree can be just as magical as Disney princesses, only the exact opposite of that.

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([syndicated profile] cakewrecks_feed Mar. 15th, 2017 01:00 pm)

Posted by Sharyn


♫ Bulbous-nosed witches who probably eat kittens


Messages piped out that should be rewritten

(Supposed to read "Congratulations Wojtek From Thunder Road")

 

Cakes decorated with smeared silly string

Bakers make some of the wreckiest things!

 

Is that a tongue sticking out of that poodle?


 Were they attempting to make ersatz noodles?


"Congradulations" with Doritos rings

Bakers make some of the wreckiest things!

 

Plumber's jeans that don't quite cover their "assets"


Creepy-faced smiley with too-thick eyelashes


Harry and Gollum and wands holding rings

 Bakers make some of the wreckiest things!

 

Though these dogs might

Be all frosting

 Though these cakes are bad!

I simply remember these wreckiest things

And then I just can't

Feel sad! ♪

 

 BIG thanks to Katie G., Victoria L., J.R., Vanessa M., Lisa H., Pete Z., Andrea G., Darla H., Becca T., Rachel L., and J.C.  You know you're my favorites, right?

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([syndicated profile] cakewrecks_feed Mar. 14th, 2017 01:01 pm)

Posted by Jen

Finally, minions - at long last!
A candy cake wreck to rival the great Hershey Kiss-And-Yell debacle of 2013!

Here, let me set this up for you.

This is what Jill wanted for her friend Becky's retirement party:

Only, you know, as a cake.

It didn't even have to be shaped like the candy bar; just rectangular and with the same design and colors, so people got the overall Snickers vibe.

You know how the commercials claim Snickers makes you less grumpy?

Let's hope Jill had a looooot of candy bars on hand when this was served.

o.0

At first I thought it was a camo cake going for a patriotic theme. (I mean, it's green.)

Then I actually read Jill's e-mail.

Then I may have done one of these:

It's the little things, minions. The little, hysterically wrong things.

 

Thanks to Jill H. for reminding us snickering really satisfies.

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Posted by Jen

[dimming lights]

[queuing up sexy saxophone music]

[adjusting Speedo]

 

Hey, Bebeh.

How YOU doin'?

 

Today is Ken Day, bebeh doll, and that means I'm here to make all your sexy, sexy dreams come true.

 Except maybe that one.  

(Never again, Cancun.  NEVER AGAIN.)

 

That's right, my sprinkle-coated sugar dumpling, I am about to rock your world ... by dealing you a hand of Blackjack:

Or, wait... this is a hot tub? Oh. Ok. EVEN BETTER. Mrowr.

 

Now, slide that sweet little personality of yours over here, and have an enormous glass of ketchup:

 I warmed up this side of the concrete slab just for you. [eyebrow waggle]

 

What's wrong, my tangy berry sweet tart? Is the concrete not to your liking? 

Perhaps you'd prefer some Satin Ice* sheets?

I don't lounge this casually for just anyone, you know. Mostly because I lack articulated elbows.

(*That one's for you, decorators.)


These boxers are really confining, though, my scrumptious fondant-wrapped cheesecake bite.

Here, let me slip into something a little more comfortable:

You can't see it, but I'm totally flexing for you right now. Unnng.
 

Ahh, I can tell by your dismayed expression that you're thinking EXACTLY what I'm thinking, my honey-drenched pudding pop: this DOES cover up too many of my "finer assets." [wink] Well, don't you worry. I can fix that.

[grunting]

[squelching noises]

 

Ok, my candy-coated cake pop! Prepare to meet ... THE LOINCLOTH OF LOVE:

Take me away, officer; I surrender to YOUR SEXINESS. 

 

Oh, and I should warn you: objects in the rear view are much hotter than they appear.

 [jiggle jiggle]

 

Thanks to Sara O., Sanne V., Mary Ann B., Frank M., Laura S., Renee D., & Lauri M. for helping me retroactively ruin a lot of people's childhoods.

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A few years ago, after John and I first published this post, we received an e-mail from readers Charity and Royce. That e-mail contained an audio file. An audio file that, once played, would change our lives forever.

Or at least make us laugh like hyenas for a good five minutes.

So today, for your wrecking pleasure, we present that audio, combined with our original visuals. Turn up the volume, and ENJOY.

 

 

Note from john (thoJ): When I was making this video, I pitched down Royce's voice just a bit for sexiness. When I showed Jen, she asked if I could pitch it way UP. The result is, if possible, even more hysterical.

So I present to you... The chipmunk version!

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Posted by Jen

John's been on a baking kick lately, so I've just had strawberry cake for breakfast, minions. Not pancakes, mind you, or donuts or muffins are other socially acceptable morning desserts. I'm talking homemade-buttercream-slathered, jam-filled, multi-tiered CAKE. With strawberry roses on top.

Back off, ladies and gents, this one's MINE.
(And John's taken, too.)

Just to drive the point home, here's a picture of me, defending my breakfast:

(By J'adore Sweets)

OH SNAP.

 

So before this sugar buzz wears off, let me take you through some of my favorite character cakes. And since I usually focus on popular movie or show characters, let's mix things up with some non-copyright cuties, like these:

(By Dolcemente Sheila)

Because how sweet is this furry trio? (Go, Ninja Cat, go!)

 

Or how about this for a swim party:

(By Sweet Mary's)

I've had this in my "to-post" folder for ages. I'm just so impressed by the design; the kids really look 3D!

 

I give horse cakes a rough time during the week - and with good reason - but here's an example of how they SHOULD be done:

(By Paul Bradford Sugarcraft School)

Perfection! I'm a big fan of cartoony animal cakes; it helps to be reminded it's not the real thing come slicing-and-dicing time.

 

Of course, now I'm going to immediately contradict myself by showing you the most ADORABLE, realistic, baby elephant cake:

(By Mr. Sprinkles)

I'm melting. MELTING. Look at those feet!

 

Next I'll break today's "no copyrighted characters" rule (it was really more of a "guideline"), because it's not like I can NOT show you this incredible Tamatoa cake from Moana, right?

(By Ashlee Marie)

Sing it with me, now: "He's so SHINE-AYYY!"

(FUN NON-CAKE RELATED FACT: Did you hear Disney hid Aladdin's golden lamp on Tamatoa's back? Yay Easter eggs!)

 

And while I'm breaking the rules/guidelines, anyone else consider Rainbow Unicorn Pusheen the BEST Pusheen?

(By Laura Loukaides)

I want to hug it and squeeze it and maybe bite its little paws off.

 

I have a feeling little Joa here got along with his birthday cake like a house on a fire:

(By Cherry Red Cake)

And can we talk about those perfectly shaded flames? And the oh-so-subtle "smoke"? And how that water hose does NOT look like the wreck every one of you old-school Wreckies are thinking of right now?

 

Have you heard of Shopkins? I don't fully understand them, but they're these little collectible toys popping up in check-out lines and toy departments everywhere, and I'm fighting a hard battle against being sucked in to the cuteness:

(By De la Creme Creative Studio)

I mean, c'mon. Have you ever seen a more lovable lipstick? And those little gold shoes! Hee!

 

I was talking this week over on Epbot about how we adults should never be ashamed of liking "kid stuff," and one of the commenters, Gwyn, said something fabulous:

"I am not having a mid-life crisis, I am having a second childhood, only this time I have more money and access to alcohol."

YES.

And hey, Gwyn? I found you an equally fabulous cake:

(By Faye Cayhill)

A Cute Cartoon Cactus With Booze, because we're adults and we can, dangit.

Just like eating strawberry cake for breakfast.

And maybe lunch.

WHAT.

 

Hope your week is as sweet as my morning's been, peeps! Happy Sunday!

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