In the last week I've discovered a trait that I never knew that existed. I am the Picasso of cake decorating. Strangely enough, I really am. If the definition of Picasso is abstract, contrasting colours and faces, well, I've ticked all those boxes. It may not have been the most realistic of faces that I made on that cake, but none of Picasso's art was particularly life like. I mean he painted his girlfriend and if I'm honest I think I would be a little bit insulted if the person I loved thought that I had a green tinge to my face. Not cool Pablo, Not cool at all.
I think as a society that we should use icing to portray feelings more often. Not like 'will you marry me?' that's a poor effort. I will not be content by being engaged via the medium of cake. I'm sorry, there is no effort in that. It will taste good, but seriously? I'm the least imaginative person for awe inspiring event planning but I'd hope that when I'm proposed to that it's better than a cake with a 4 word question on it. I was thinking more on the lines of 'put the kettle on'. This would be useful. I'd happily keep a stash of 12 in my bag in assorted colours, because if you give someone a gift they are guaranteed to make you tea. GUARANTEED. But be careful with that icing, wouldn't want to smudge that. You might end up saying some thing you don't mean. They may marry you. Maybe.
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