ER'DAY I'M SHARKIN'

I made these shark cakes not because it's Shark Week (according to the oracle of Twitter) but because my friend Jerry celebrated her quarter of a century yesterday with a Virgin Suicides themed picnic and requested (hinted heavily for) them. Despite the heavy retching I did over the heated-up icing (HATE THE STUFF) I was very proud of them and showing them off like a child who's just managed to write their name. I'm not normally so hot at receiving praise but I lapped it up for these. WORD.

Another flabulous recipe taken from Hello Cupcake!

BABYCAKES, YOU JUST DON'T KNOW, KNOW

My dear friends Jerry and Carys presented me with the most amazing cupcake book EVER as part of my 25th birthday present a few weeks ago. In the South of France. (I didn't need to mention that bit but WE WERE IN THE SOUTH OF FRANCE. It was great. Thanks for asking. My first birthday abroad.) So when I discovered it was our online editor's last day before leaving to pop out a sprog I jumped at the chance to make the baby cupcakes:

 

Jerry's already requested the shark cupcakes for her birthday which incidentally she's celebrating over the weekend, hence why I'm getting my bake on in the kitchen on a Friday night for her. THASWAHFRIENDSDOMUVVAFUCKA.