What you can't tell is that those cupcakes actually read "WELCOME HOMF," which sounds vaguely German, because there were not enough E's available on the sheet of candy letters. Still, it was better than my first attempt at a welcome message, which looked like this:
Yeah, I think that error was a little bit more noticeable.
And then I ate a bunch of the leftover candy letters. And regretted it.
In keeping with the awesome cupcake theme, I made Sprinkles red velvet cupcakes for a BBQ I hosted last weekend while in Ohio. I wish I'd thought to take a photo when there was more than one cupcake left in the pan, as it would've been slightly more giggle-worthy. Alas, these desserts were so delicious that they temporarily blurred my blogability senses. Anyway, these cupcakes look distinctly like a part of the female anatomy, which did not go unnoticed by my guests.
Not on purpose, I swear! Apparently Sprinkles is a big, famous NYC bakery. How come no one ever accuses the Sprinkles folks of making boob cupcakes?!
Katy Perry, at least, would be proud.
Katy Perry, at least, would be proud.
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