Wedding Wrecks, Vol. 379
The wrecky forces-that-be have smiled upon us once more, dear minions.
Translation?
I HAVE MORE WEDDING WRECKS.
Here's what Daisy had in mind when she ordered her mini cake and cupcake tower:
But instead...
Oooh, you guys, I feel a bucket list item coming up:
This is it! THIS IS IT.
Ahem hem hem.
Q: What's black-and-white and wrecked all over?
A: KELLY'S WEDDING CAKE.
(Sorry, Kelly.)
And finally, behold the elegant glory of the cake Kassandra ordered for a whopping $750:
Oooh, you've got good taste, Kassandra.
...but terrible luck with bakers:
o.0
Here's how I imagine Kassandra's baker dropped off the cake:
"My work here... IS DONE."
Thanks to brides Daisy E., Kelly J., & Kassandra for reminding us wedding wreckage is serious business.
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P.S. Since this saved my butt during a long painting day recently, I have a random product recommendation:
No Buckle No-Show Stretch Belt
This is my new favorite belt, y'all. It basically turns anything with belt loops into an elastic waist. So comfy I forget it's on, slimline so it doesn't show under my t-shirts, and NO BELT BUCKLE to dig into my belly or unbuckle for bathroom breaks. Woohoo!
You know how stretch jeans are forever sliding down when you sit or bend, so you have to keep hitching them back up? No more! I wear this with all my jeans now. It's entirely elastic, so it moves and stretches with you, zero painful digging. I HIGHLY recommend for anyone well endowed with squish in the belly area.
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And from my other blog, Epbot:
