It's time again to see why the brides are crying - or, as I like to call it, "Reminders that your day could always be worse."
Yep, it's everyone's favorite, "What They Ordered vs What They Got!"
Kimberly P. asked her baker for this scrolly beauty, only in red and with icing flowers instead of real ones:
Instead, she got...this:
Or, as I like to call it, "The Dance of the Earth Worms. With Fresh Beets."
Katie Leigh asked for this classic black and white number:
But ended up with all sixes and sevens*:
(*That's a little British slang for you English folk. You're welcome, guv'na!)
Olivia G. wanted her cake to be black and white all over, too, in this pretty damask pattern:
And in case you were wondering if it's possible to pipe a damask pattern by hand...
(I literally stared at these two photos for five minutes, trying to figure out where those shapes came from. I'm still at a loss. Do you think they flashed the pink picture at the baker for thirty seconds, and then told her to go recreate it from memory?)
Let's take a break from all that black and white and take a walk on the wild side:
Awesome, right? Mary M. ordered this fun mad hatter style for her wedding.
Unfortunately, I suspect what she GOT just made her mad-as-a-hatter
Only not in the "Wheedle-a-doo! Lemme dip my watch in my tea!" kind of mad. More like the, "Lemme go, so I can whoop someone's ASCOT," kind of mad. I guess this might pass for a three-year-old's birthday, but c'mon: a wedding?
(Side tangent: Don't you wish people would yell ridiculous things like "Wheedle-a-doo!" when they're ticked off? That would be sooo cool. If anything would make me watch reality TV, it'd be Gordan Ramsey yelling, "Boopin' Flibberty Gibbets, you Stronkin' Honk-Nobbit!" Right? Right?? I can't be the only one.)
This next couple wanted something simple and understated for their wedding, so they ordered this:
What they got, however, reduced our poor blushing bride to tears - and I'm pretty sure the groom is preparing to vent some frustration, going by the way he's brandishing that serving knife:
Holy plastic meltdown, Batman! Swans and cherubs and pillars, oh my! Looks like the only thing this couple and their baker had in common was they both ended up seeing red. Yeesh.
And finally, it's time to get back in black (and white) with this sweet little creation Kelly L. ordered for her big day:
Now, as pretty as this is, there's nothing terribly complicated here, so I can see why Kelly thought her baker could manage it.
Kelly, Kelly, Kelly....
Er....Is your cake erupting?
Oh! That's just the topper at an odd angle. Sorry. Anyway, that cake is just...sad. Really, I can't think of any other word for it. Like it's shuffling dejectedly down the sidewalk and sighing a lot, and you just want to give it a hug. Or throw a towel over it.
Thanks again to all of today's brides for letting us laugh along with them - assuming, of course, that you're laughing by now, ladies. If not, then thanks for letting us gasp in horror and yell things like "Doofin' FINKEL Shmirtz!!" at the screen.
(Why, yes, I have started watching Phineas and Ferb recently. Why do you ask?)