Summer smells like sunscreen, chlorine and bug spray and it tastes of cupcakes. M and I have been waiting all year to have a picnic, and we made these little beauties...
They ended up looking a lot better than they tasted. We had many struggles with the icing, including the moment when the tube of it exploded, got on G's foot and she tracked blood red foot prints all across M's kitchen.
After our lovely picnic in the park (complete with a checkered picnic blanket), we had a bunch of 'I love the world' cupcakes left so we went on a super secret delivery mission. We left the cupcakes on our friend's doorsteps - the plates had personalized messages written on them too.
Everything in a Summer Day's work.
Over and Out.
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