I sadly do not know where or if you can buy these tiny crocheted bear cupcakes but I do know I love them and want one for each pocket of each garment I own.
Imagine waking up on Sunday morning after a super fun night out on the town for your friend's birthday. You're exhausted, you're sore, your voice is hoarse from proclamations of merriment, your hair smells funny and you still have one sock on. Now imagine that this donut appears on your nightstand. Feeling a bit better now? I thought so.
On the bus in the morning I really don't want to talk to anyone. If I see an acquaintance I'll leave my headphones on and nod a friendly hello and keep to myself. This kitty has got the right idea. A nice little wave but no conversation before coffee.
You almost can't even see the actual tree here in the sea of gingerbread and lollipops and other sweet goodies. I'd love it if Christmas trees were edible. We'd be nibbling well into March and have no waste leftover to sit all sad and dry on the curb.