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What's a Wreck?

A Cake Wreck is any cake that is unintentionally sad, silly, creepy, inappropriate - you name it. A Wreck is not necessarily a poorly-made cake; it's simply one I find funny, for any of a number of reasons. Anyone who has ever smeared frosting on a baked good has made a Wreck at one time or another, so I'm not here to vilify decorators: Cake Wrecks is just about finding the funny in unexpected, sugar-filled places.

Now, don't you have a photo you want to send me? ;)

- Jen

Sunday Sweets: Edible Ink

We always like our Sweets to make a lasting artistic impression, so here are some inspired by...lasting artistic impressions.

AKA, tattoos:

By amycakes

Sweet, colorful, graphic - what's not to love?

Those Koi fish are tat-too cute!

This one was inspired by tribal tattoo designs:


And I'm in LOVE with this tribal butterfly design:

Here's the side view:

I vow to make every cake in this shape from now on. Super cool.

This high-roller cashed in on old-school poker tattoos:


And this little firecracker is exploding with cuteness:

No design means more to dear old Mom than this traditional favourite:

The detail on this hand-painted Ed Hardy wedding cake is amazing:

Handpainted, guys! Seriously!

Classic tattoo motifs also make for a sweet wedding cake:

And yet another wedding cake that really says "till death do us part..."

...and then some.

I like the wash of colors on this cascade design:

Of course, not all tattoos are in color. Still, who knew a monochromatic design could look this sweet on cake?

Simply beautiful.

I love that this one takes a flat medium and renders it in 3D:

In fact, every little detail on this cake makes me love it more. Awesome.

And finally, I was nearly knocked out of my chair when I saw this tattooed beauty:

Holy molasses! The roses, the neon colors, the hand-painted topsy tiers... I'm in love.

Check out all the detail:

The outlining on the roses even makes them seem more 2D. So clever!

Have a Sweet to nominate? Then send it to Sunday Sweets [at] Cake Wrecks [dot] com.


Gootchie Goos

Jen and I have been in D.C. this week to visit some friends, see the sights, and catch the plague like we do every time we leave the house. Of course, one of the best parts for me was getting to hang out with our friends' two kids, who are both as adorable as baby sloths yet have enough energy to power Detroit.

Now, we don't actually have children (unless you count the ones with claws and hairballs) but this trip has put me in a baby kind of mood. Granted, I'm as seedless as a bag of lettuce*, but indulge me, won't you?

*See also:
Sterile as a box of Band-Aids
Fruitless as a butcher shop

Technically, it's also of girl.

I think that's spelled "Toby."

You're right: "3 Times" was just silly. Much better to cross out the "s" with that exclamation point.

Ok, nobody panic. We're just gonna need some hot towels, a flashlight, and a low voltage car battery. And no sudden movements.

Well, yee-haw! Good for you, son!

And finally,

Guess Who!!

Aaaaand the baby mood is gone.

I do, however, miss my cats.

Hey Kelly R., Merideth J., Kimberly G., Danielle R., Beverly S., Anony M., Susan G., & Sarah W., is there a doctor in the house?