Twelve years ago today, I was getting married in a hurricane. And I had a really ugly cake.
Being the artistic type that I am, I, of course, had an artistic vision for my cake. I was very into Martha Stewart at the time (I still love her, but I am a bit less obsessed. For example, I no longer tape her shows, all of them, to watch later because I am doing other things. I think I have just seen them all now, though) and so my cake was a simple clean design. I drew it from different angles, attached swatches of color for them to match it to my dress (which I also designed and which came out almost as bad as my cake) and took it to Pubic's Supermarket to have it made. Now, yes, I know, when you have a wedding cake made at a grocery store, it is not made by the top bakers in the country. I'm poor and my design was simple enough that I thought it would work, AND they have the most delicious frosting of all the stores in the entire United States.
So this was my design :
I went over it with the baker. Yes all green and ivory. No other colors. Just stacked. etc.
This was the cake of my dreams. So simple, yet different. So Martha.
This, on the other hand,
was NOT the cake of my dreams.
The cake was not set up before the wedding started, which I am kind of glad of. I'd already had enough disappointment with my dress. Before I entered the reception, my mom sidled up to me and whispered, "You're gonna be mad."
Thankfully, someone managed to snap a picture of me reacting to my first view of it, while my husband laughed at me, most likely because I was saying dirty words and questioning the IQ of the decorator.
That is my "WTF is this shit!?" look.
No really, let's break this down.
Totally NOT Martha!
But it really was delicious, especially since I got my money back for it. Plus, it gave us something to eat while we sat in my grandma's house with no power during aforementioned hurricane.
I'd also like to mention that both of my parents, while walking me down the aisle, stepped on the train of my dress, almost knocking me over. I am going to guess, for my sanity, that it was not planned.
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