Clearly I cannot make up my mind. My last post was all about my infatuation with polished grunge, and today I just felt like being a girly-girl. To be honest, while I was getting ready this morning, all I could think about was cotton candy cupcakes.
American Cupcake – a new cupcake shop/champagne bar – just opened up the street from us. Taste-wise, the cupcakes aren’t the best I’ve had (we’re a little spoiled here), but the way they’re decorated is picture perfect! Cotton candy seems like a funny flavor for a cupcake to me, but you seriously wouldn’t believe how adorable they are. Baby blue frosting, with a mini cotton candy puff stuck right in the middle (they have a legit machine where they make it). So, so cute.
I have been wanting to go in there for a glass of bubbles with Blake, but he simply refuses. I guess it’s reasonable… one spot best saved for a girl’s night out. Until then, I’ll just keep dressing like a cupcake!