This fuzzy picture was what I had in mind for Abbey's birthday cake this year. I don't know why I do these things, it seems like a good idea at the time.
It didn't work out. After a few hours of working and getting one layer just the color and consistency we needed, my mom and I moved on to the brown layer. We used an entire bottle of that brown paste and ended up with a light tan. It looked like a really cool suede cake. NOT the look I was going for. How do they get that color!?!
We'd already put way too much time into it so I let go of my dream cake and did what I could.
Next scene: day of the party. First day with a bona fide two-year-old. I hear 'clink-clink', shoot a terrified look to my mom, and yell 'The Cake!!!'. The birthday girl had knocked it off the cake stand while trying to sneak a bite. My little bro made a quick run to the store and I did what I could with no motivation left. It actually turned out pretty cute but most definitely did not reflect the 10 hours of work we probably put into that thing. Luckily by this point my mom and I could just laugh.