Thank goodness, the cupcake is done.
(And the wedding was lovely, thank you for asking!)
This was a lot of fun to paint, and I have to admit, the sprinkles on top were the best part. If you're from Boston, those would be jimmies to you, but I just can't bring myself to call them that, not ever.
Tomorrow I'm considering painting the one cupcake that remains on a plate in my kitchen. It looks too sad all by it's self, and if I don't get it out of there quick, John will take pity on it and put it out of it's misery. Cupcakes... delicious, but dangerous.