November 13, 2009

The Culmination of All That Is Good In the World: Part II

When we last saw our heroine, Princess Barbie was cheerily supervising the color scheme of her fabulous new cake gown!

[And when we last saw our herion, it was being mainlined by the royal baking wench because SWEET JESUS SIX HOURS OF MY LIFE ON A CAKE!!]

The R.B.W. (royal baking wench) envisioned a three-tiered skirt. The underskirt was green frosting, as seen in the previous blog. The second skirt would be the eye-matching blue fondant.

Fondant of the Loom

Yes, that's one of Husband's old undershirts being used as a template. I figured -- underskirt, undershirt, whatever. I'm pretty sure it was clean.

D'oh!

Clearly, the blue skirt didn't get centered as nicely as the R.B.W. would have liked, but what do you want? I'm new at this! Luckily, Princess Barbie starts drinking mimosas at 8:30 on weekends, so she didn't even notice.

Work it!

The bodice and overskirt was purple fondant. Barbie and I became awkwardly intimate as I molded the slimey play-doh to her torso. Well, I was probably the only one who was awkward. Whorey McSpreadlegs didn't even bat an eye.

TAH DAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Worship me!

Can you believe I found a choker to matche the blue skirt?

Once Princess Barbie and the R.B.W. arrived at The Girl Child's party, Billi decided that Barbie needed to show more cleavage.

Oh, this old thing?  Why, I only wear it when I don't care WHAT I look like!

I guess Billi didn't want to be the one broad at the party with her hogans spilling out of her party blouse.

You wannna piece o' me?  Huh?

The giant sugar and chocolate structure EASILY fed all eleven people at the party, with plenty of cake left over for Brad to gorge himself on the next day, until he felt like puking.

Inevitably, Barbie had to leave the modest comfort of her gown.

Ooh la la!

Not that she minded. In fact, once in her small, edible skirt, she plum forgot the formality of the ocassion and started a fondant fight with Dora the Explorer.

Back Door Barbie

Then Brad got a hold of her, sent Dora exploring, and bent Barbie over the cake. From there, things just got weird. And the R.B.W. left Barbie at the party to find her own way home. She eventually did... a week later, buck naked in a cab.

Posted on November 13, 2009 10:53 AM

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Whorey McSpreadlegs......... That rocked.. You're funny!!

Posted by: Angelina at June 30, 2010 06:49 PM

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