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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

Entries in Beyond Bizarre (232)

Friday
May082009

Multiple Choices for Mom

Ok, guys, decision time. How are you going to make Mom feel special on Sunday?

With a simple misspelling?


A grandiose promotion?


Or do you want to give her a little pep talk?

Granted, I'm not sure what Mom will be fighting per se... perhaps her disbelief over receiving such a Wreck?

Maybe your Mom is a fan of reeeeally long sweat socks. Or albino snakes. Or long, free-floating bear arms. Or whatever the heck these are:

Isn't it nice how bakeries are abandoning even a semblance of reason with CCCs these days? They're all, meh, screw it: it's a coupla scarves. Blowing in the wind. Around some roses. Yeah. Totally.

Or maybe your mother's always wanted one of those cool purse cakes:

And, you know, you hate her.

(Whoah, is that the super deluxe pipe-cleaner handle I see? Score!!)

If you really can't decide, though, "patently bizarre" is always a sure-fire crowd pleaser:

Although this would probably get you one of those patronizing cheek pats and a "Aw, you always did have such imagination, dear."

Or maybe you want to get something for both your grandmother and your spouse's grandmother, like Michelle P.'s friend Jim did. He asked for it to say "Love to two grandmothers."

Instead, they got something both "hilarious and mortifying":

Well, I'm sure it was memorable.

Robyn O., Chris K., Tracy C., Katrina M., Lisa F., & Iny, you have some tough choices ahead of you. Now go out there and make me proud! (Oh, and be sure to send pics.)

Wednesday
Apr222009

Well, Cake IS My Drug of Choice...


Before I address this cake, I would like to state a few things for the record:

1) My mother reads this blog. (Hi, Mom!)

2) I have never, ever, even remotely considered the possibility of so much as looking at a piece of drug paraphernalia. Ever. (Hi, Mom!)

So my question is this, Stephanie A.: Does a crack pipe really look like a coffee cup filled with bloody mini-marshmallows? 'Cuz I always pictured something a little edgier, like that thing the caterpillar is smoking in Alice in Wonderland*.

*Yes, Disney movies are my only base of reference for drugs. Heck, it was years before I figured out smoking doesn't turn people into donkeys. (Although when the "no smoking" sign is present, it does turn them into jackasses. Booyah! Up high! Haha!)