On our wedding day, I had no idea what the cake was going to look like. Anyone remember the cake conundrums I described here? Well, all’s well that ends well. Mum and I baked the cake like we had planned, then gave it to a lady from church to decorate. I told her “as long as it is white and pretty, I don’t care.” Because at that point I really didn’t care anymore. There were more important things (like my dress not fitting and the weather) to worry about. And I think it turned out just perfect.
It was much more traditional than I had ever envisioned our wedding cake would be but, on the day, it seemed to fit just right into the scheme of things. The vintage cake topper we were going to use was accidentally left behind in the States, so instead the finishing touch on top was an arrangement of roses and lavender put together by Bluebell Florist in an antique teacup.
We kicked off the Tea and Cupcake hour by cutting the cake, so that we could be free to mingle during the hour.
Can anyone spot what doesn’t belong in the above photo? I may have been the only one who cared at the wedding—but who puts a heinous sunflower-splattered plastic tablecloth on the cake table—the table that is going to get the most photographed at the wedding?! Yes, I am silly to get annoyed over a tablecloth of all things, and on the day I just brushed it off…but seeing it in the photos does peeve me a bit. Ah well, if that is the worst thing that happened at our wedding, then that ends my complaining!
On with the cake-cutting. The cake was hard to cut. I blame the fondant and the very dense chocolate insides. Totally worth the effort it took to cut it.
We’ve cut it…now what? Oh, yeah…eat it!
You might also notice my small wardrobe change in these photos. I donned my shrug from maryandangelika for the reception, not because it was cold, but because I could feel the sun blistering my very white back. It was great fun to wear though, and so comfortable.
With the cake cutting over, it was cupcake time! The kids were first on the scene…
The little girl above is my flower girl’s sister, and my namesake. And obviously she has the same philosophy as I do when it comes to cupcakes—eat the sugar rose first!
Did you, or are you planning to, cut the cake before the main part of the reception?
*All photos courtesy of Jane Sanders, unless otherwise noted
So far in our midsummer dream….