Wow, you guys really like your wedding wrecks, don't you?
And by "your" wedding wrecks, I of course mean someone ELSE'S wedding wrecks.
Because you are terrible, terrible people.
We must be related.
Now, remember, a wedding cake is the most important cake in a person's blah-de-blah-look at this wreck:
On the bright side, there are cupcakes.
On the top side, there's this:
I think it says "M and H."
Why did the baker use "and" instead of an ampersand?
The world... may never know.
Ever wonder what a cake would like like wrapped in wet tissue paper?
WONDER NO MORE.
This next one is Smurf-tastic:
In fact, I believe the bride's exact words were, "So help me, I'm gonna smurfin' SMURF that smurfing baker!"
The bride asked for steampunk:
She got steamed poop.
Every time I see a wedding cake like this, I think the same thing:
If only that camouflage worked.
At least it didn't have a weedy deer skull on it, though!
The swan pillars are a nice touch.
The intestine topping, not so much.
Thanks to an anonymous bride, an anonymous wedding guest, Katie F., Judy M., another Anony M., Shari A., & Ashley P. for helping me give brides-to-be everywhere nightmares. SLEEP TIGHT, LADIES.