I'd like to think that this cake really does have lots and lots of separate little layers, each one wrapped in its own pretty tissue paper just a little different than the one below it.
Poor birdie, doesn't he realize that the flower has a button in the middle and isn't a real flower at all? Poor blogger, doesn't she realize that the whole thing is made of sugar and the birdie isn't even real? I get lost sometimes guys, for real.
This would go so well at a tea party with mismatched antique teacups and saucers. Matching sets are nice and all but there's something so charming about a cobbled together collection. Plus, one pattern just gets boring, right?
I love going on vacation when I get a chance to spend some time at a bed and breakfast. I know this is breakfast for a tot, but I like to think it's a magical house in the woods where I can stay the night and have the best breakfast ever. So there.