Famous for my cake wreck spotting
Abby introduced me to Cake Wrecks, which is the Go Fug Yourself of cake design. (Wow, that’s niché, isn’t it?)
A few weeks ago, I went to an All Tomorrows Parties music festival near Monticello, NY. While at the grocery store there, I spotted a wreck of a cupcake. Being the dutiful documenter that I am, I snapped a picture, and sent it in. Who can resist the mocking of a porn-‘stache-wearing, cookie-choked Cookie Monster?
And so, I have made it onto Cake Wrecks. Huzzah. Now, on to my next goal: Cute Overload. I need to take one million more pictures of my cat.
Gaaaaaaah! I have to admit I almost kind of love them. Except for the black stuff, that’s just wrong.
The comment about the mustache makes me wonder what he eats now. I love cupcakes (little portable cups of happy) but what some of those people have done to cupcakes is just obscene!
Sweet! I love Cake Wrecks. Everytime my mom orders a grocery store cake for family occasions I always secretly hope for a cake wreck… so luck so far, though.