I'd be happy to scrape candle wax off my table for a few weeks if it means I get to light my chandelier on fire. Bring it!
Sometimes there just aren't any cakes to be had.
It's like drinking the bottle at both ends.
One does not deviate from the schedule. I don't care if you don't smoke, the candle says it's smoking time!
I don't know what happened 100 times for this cake to be necessary, but I am so glad that it did! Dressing a cake up like a cake in a stack is pretty genius, it almost makes me believe all the cake lies.
There is nothing not to love about this cake. The green is so fresh and modern and the little buildings are so elegant and perfectly handmade. I've never even been to Amsterdam and I'm smitten.
I'm changing my "lose weight" resolution to "eat ice cream for breakfast with a candle and sprinkles every day" promise. Shouldn't I do what makes me happy?