I actually don’t eat cake…BUT…my habitually clean eating was more than delighted to take a minor respite for dessert on October 29th. I wouldn’t have missed my wedding cake for the world.
I can’t seem to get off cloud 9 (not that I’m aiming to – I think I’ll take up residence, actually), and no amount of sugar could have bounced me from it.
The day was every bit as vampy and Halloween as I always dreamed… ❤ And while part of me wants to keep my custom cake a secret…I have to share, knowing others (Tim Burton fans? Gothic at heart?!) can appreciate its offbeat beauty, and unconventionality.
We don’t do normal…though frankly I don’t think a soul present expected anything but unabashed badassery (while I’m not quite on par, my husband is definitely UBER cool, and “badass” in my book is worthy of aspiration! 😉 )
The inside was red and purple velvet…and perfectly “to die for.” Even for my non-sugar-coated heart.