Welcome back to Crush Cakes. When you sit around breathlessly swooning over your crushes nonstop like me, well…we are worldly people here, you know what happens next. I make cakes expressing my feelings for them, and then sit back and wait for my destiny to be fulfilled. It all makes perfect sense.
Let us gently drift back to the year 2004. I was 18, I got my first pair of Chuck Taylors (bright red, low tops); I was obsessed with Pink Floyd; and a TV show called The OC was the hottest ticket on a Friday night in the dorm of the Anglican girls’ boarding school that I lived in.
Welcome back to Crush Cakes! When you sit around breathlessly swooning over your crushes nonstop like me, well…we are worldly people here, you know what happens next. I make cakes expressing my feelings for them, and then sit back and wait for my destiny to be fulfilled. It all makes perfect sense. This time around, my crush cake is dedicated to Parker Posey and three of my very favourite roles of hers: Darla in Dazed…
Welcome back to Crush Cakes. When you sit around breathlessly swooning over your crushes nonstop like me, well…we are worldly people here, you know what happens next. I make cakes expressing my feelings for them, and then sit back and wait for destiny to be fulfilled. It all makes perfect sense.
Laura Vincent’s previous Crush Cakes can be found here.
Welcome back to Crush Cakes. When you sit around breathlessly swooning over your crushes nonstop like me, well…we are worldly people here, you know what happens next. I make cakes expressing my feelings for them, and then sit back and wait for my destiny to be fulfilled. It all makes perfect sense.
Welcome back to Crush Cakes. When you sit around breathlessly swooning over your crushes nonstop like me, well...we are worldly people here, you know what happens next. I make cakes expressing my feelings for them, and then sit back and wait for my destiny to be fulfilled. It all makes perfect sense.
Oh, Clara Bow. It Girl of silent film, talkies, and my heart. With her mouth slightly drooping at the
Welcome to Crush Cakes. When you sit around breathlessly swooning over your crushes nonstop like me, well. We are worldly people here, you know what happens next. I make cakes expressing my feelings for them, and then sit back and wait for my destiny to be fulfilled. It all makes perfect sense. The interesting thing about making a cake demonstrating my crush on Beyoncé is that I’m both intimidated by the prospects – it’s Beyoncé, it…
