Sometimes my unhealthy obsession with pink
makes me think weird thoughts.
Like how I want to get married inside this pink cake shop.
And serve my guest mini champagnes
in tiny ice buckets.
And make them eat pink cotton candy from a
vintage French garden cart.
And have my bridesmaids wear vintage.
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While I proceed to look like a cake myself.
In a very very good way.
Weird?
Or Genius?
