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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
Wednesday
Nov092011

Wrecky Replay: Come On Barbie, Let's Go Party

It all started with those kitschy toilet-paper cover dolls:

I think every grandmother was required by law to make enough of these things for her family to cover a mountain of TP. (My personal favorite was our red-dressed flamenco dancer. You?) After this was done, those dear crafty souls had to come up with new ways to use their stockpile of doll torsos.

 

Enter: the doll cake!  

It was understandable when at first children assumed they were being served yarn and TP. Here Jenn L. is saying, "How about you put that over there and go fetch me my real cake, before someone throws a hissy, Ok?"

Fast forward 30 years or so, and doll cakes have come a long way. Why, just look at all the diverse styles they come in now!

 

The "Hawaiian Shaving Brush":

 

The "Easy-Chair-Under-Her-Dress":

("My lap! My lap! My lap is on FI-YUR!")

 

The "I'm-a-Little-Teapot":

 

The "Girls-Shouldn't-Have-ALL-the-Fun":

 

And the ever popular "Climb Every Mountain":

 

Cherie, Andrea M., Sanne, & Cattie P., all together now: "Life in plastic - it's fantastic!"

 

Hey Oklahoma City!  We'll see you at 7pm.  WOOHOO!!!

Tuesday
Nov082011

Child's Play

"Hey, Earl! What are we gonna do with this Paranormal 3 cake that never got picked up? It's giving me the heebie jeebies."

"Gosh, I don't know. Why don't you throw some ribbon on it and make it a 'Princess Barbie' cake?"

"Ooh, good idea!"

"There we go. Some little girl is never going to forget this one!"

 

Meanwhile...

 

Thanks to Connie P., who tells me that's the last time she says "Bloody Mary" three times in a bakery.