Those couple of weeks were hard on my hands (and my sanity). I wanted to create one of a kind cupcakes. I think I have an attention deficit disorder - the idea of repetition repulses me. So I made each cupcake unique. I almost didn't use the same sprinkles twice, but two weeks is too short a time to create 50 different toppings. So out of the 50, three cupcakes had similar toppings, but each one was different - be it in the flavor of the frosting or the color of the base. I am lucky that the lady who ordered these gave me free reign to go crazy and create whatever flavor I wanted.
I know it's a bit loony to be attached to inanimate objects, but if you create with your hands like I do, you'll understand how hard it is to let your creations go. As I was packing each cupcake into tiny silver boxes, I felt a bit sad that they were all leaving me to go to the U.S. of A. I especially like the one in the middle of this photo:
But I can always make new ones, and I thought about how I can finally buy that sofa I've been planning to buy (hehe), so I wasn't sad for too long. :p
Goodbye my dear cupcakes, I hope you all find a good home.
Changing the world one bead at a time...
I'm an obsessive crafter, a sweet-tooth, a bookworm, a movie buff, a freelance writer, and occasionally, a stylist. And oh, I'm a scatter-brain too, so this blog is a hodgepodge of posts about everything I find interesting.