More cheese please! I'd eat this every day of my life if only carbs weren't so evil.
I need to sit down. I need to breathe calmly into this bag to keep from fainting because this is possibly the most perfect cake I have ever seen and I've been looking at cakes for a long while, my friends. I marvel at the gradient pinks, the delicate layers, the thin filling that doesn't interrupt the gorgeous color. And the little paper banner on top! Perfection! I can die happy now, thanks!
Can this please be a stack of boxes that I can put things in? I'll even deal with the fact that it says Olivia on it. When I was a little kid I always wanted the name Olivia. It was exotic and exciting. I'll just take a cake like this please. Thanks.