Aww, she can even make hipsters lovable.
This cake makes me think of the book "Afternoon of the Elves" by Janet Talyor Lisle which I read when I was only 11. It's reminiscent of a girl in boots that are too big who spends all her time building houses for elves out of leaves in her back yard. But now she's all grown up and getting married to an equally elvin man and they are having a simple barefoot wedding in the woods.
I imagine it would take a tremendous effort to restrain myself enough to get chips onto these little trees without eating them all first. Let's just say that's possible and move on. Any party with chip trees is probably the best party ever. Please invite me.