Summerland:
oh yeah, a wedding dress cut to the navel where a stiff breeze would leaving you hanging in the breeze....
One of the things I found amusing in Spain was when I climbed to peak at Monserrat (highest point in Spain! Wooohoo! But I didn't go all the way up) was the utter and complete lack of anything preventative-safety wise. Oh, there was that Peligro! sign. Lying on its side where it had fallen 15 feet down a cliff on the crumbling trail. Pretty much summed up warnings everywhere I went.
You do something stupid and get maimed or die? Sucks to be you.
Dude, she needs a Bridal Crack Ho cake.
The bad bridesmaids get no cake. Just crack hos.
Wait, what? The bride is being a snotty bitch about having a Barbie cake?? That's not right. I'm going to a shower this Saturday and I don't have to do a damn thing, and I AM a bridesmaid!
I hate "save us from ourselves" laws.
I hate the fact that people want to attach nets or a fence to the Golden Gate Bridge to prevent suicides.
Yeah. K., my poor Good Bridemaid friend, starts a new job this week, and she sensibly suggested that she provide a sheet cake, since she has no idea how to bake one of these things, can't afford to have one made and also starts BOTH new jobs tomorrow and will be late to the shower SHE'S hosting (because she has to do training Saturday, and they'll let her get off training early, but she'll still be rushing HARD to get there 1/2 hour after it starts.)
So the Bride goes all whiny and "I really want a BArbie cake, whine, whine."
She already had a destination shower in Chicago her close friends were forced to shell out money they didn't have. (Not me, though -- I didn't have a turnip to even squeeze blood outta).
So, yeah. Barbie Cake.
And please, bridal shower gifts should be TRAVEL THEMED.
At a friend's shower, they made her bake her own cake with no recipe from a bunch of stuff out on the table.
She forgot the eggs.
Which is even more hilarious when you realize that one of the things on the table was a box cake mix. She didn't see it at all.
(I normally cringe at shower games/tasks, but it was her sort of thing, so she enjoyed it.)
Showers are evil. I'm sure of this.
Erin, bake 3 graduated in size cake rounds. Stack the rounds. Or a bund cake with a skinny hole. Find an old barbie. Stab barbie through center. Slather in frosting. Including barbie unless you have a nice shirt for her. Hey, use draggees!
Bwah, sara! Dragée pasties, perhaps?
