From Dee comes this amusing little cake topper from Fortunoff.
I know when I think nuptial romance, I think of strangling my future husband on top of a giant cake. Possibly in a tiny gazebo.
From Dee comes this amusing little cake topper from Fortunoff.
I know when I think nuptial romance, I think of strangling my future husband on top of a giant cake. Possibly in a tiny gazebo.
It’s the gazebo that would make it Art.
(hates cake toppers)
You may have noticed a lack of cake toppers in this blog (except when they are ridiculous)…this is because I hate cake toppers, too. Especially this sort. A really original topper? I’m there. But the tired old plastic bride and groom? In the words of today’s youth, “F that.”
Maybe it’s for a divorce cake? If it’s for an actual wedding, I have just one bit of advice for the groom. RUN. Now. While you still can.
The divorce cake…what an interesting idea. For some reason, I imagine it tasting rather bitter!