

Who is this woman, and why am I not married to her??? SERIOUSLY.
Mistress Zalita of the Magical Kingdom of Cuppy-Cake has stolen my heart, and broken it into a thousand crystalline fragments. There’s nothing left.
My heart is racing like I’ve just met Johnny Depp and he just said something profoundly witty and intimate. Like, “hello.”
I can’t breathe.
…..I can’t liiiiiiiiivvvvvvve
if living is without youuuuuuu (Zalita)
I can’t giiiiivvvvve
I can’t give any mooooorrrre….

(”extra cheesy with salami and mushrooms”)

(”tea and toast“)
If there is a weddingbee reader out there in South Africa, book Zalita, stat…and tell her I will worship her and her magical frosting geniusness.
FOR-EVER.