It's like my favorite thing and my other favorite thing got together just to laugh at my inability to eat them at my desk. UNFAVORITED, YOU TWO!
Here, have one of these chocolate feels.
I sort of really just want to touch the white skirt. SO FUZZY.
I cannot be blamed for sticking my finger in this cake. The textures were too much for me.
Imagine my dismay at realizing that not all tiny roses taste like buttercream. Also, sorry about your roses, Grandma.
Bacon buttercream frosting and embedded LED lights? How could a marriage based on such lasting tenets ever fail?