get in losers. we're going to the suburbs.
Because what fun is the Super Bowl if you can’t bake your way onto the bandwagon?
And by bake I mean scrape the icing off generic supermarket cupcakes, replace the white paper liners with cool red and blue ones, re-ice with Duff squeezable frosting and then punctuate with Giants toppers unearthed on etsy.
Cupcake Pimp since June 2011.
Giants fan since the Niners beat the Saints.
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holleewoodworld posted this
oh hi. i'm hollee actman becker. wait. who? just your average writer/main line mom obsessed with botox, regina george and jessica simpson hair extensions. the suburbs are my playground. by which i mean i drive carpool all day. in my next life, I want to be andy cohen. because he gets to hang out in the clubhouse with all the cool kids, that's why. and p. to the s. it's pronounced suburb-BABBLE. like, duh!
