It is almost 11pm and I am done. All traces of food coloring have been cleaned. The trash has been taken out (for some reason when I went to the dumpster I was singing to myself "one, two Freddy's coming for you three four better lock your door") the dishes are done and the 'project' is wrapped in tin foil at the bottom of the fridge.
Here's what happened.
I was genuinely surprised at how easy it was to cut out the pieces.
The itself is much pinker than I wanted it to be but it's ok. I never took a painting class or had to do anything dealing with color so I figure all things considered I did alright.
The frosting process begins! This stuff was messy and gooey. I learned that applying frosting with a knife as opposed to a spatula is more efficient and less likely to cause the cake to tear.
Fly! Fly little raider! Fly!
Oooh check it out from the backside!
Well, I'm done and I'm exhausted. I'm going to sleep!
Well, I'm done and I'm exhausted. I'm going to sleep!