Wednesday, 2 March 2011

eat me, no really, actually eat me

Um my computer's screwed and wouldn't let me do the blogging thing, so don't be overwhelmed about me doing two blogs in like five minutes...
So it was my sister's birthday, and on birthday's you traditionally get a cake, I mean, I don't think that's just some kind of weird thing we do in our household right? That is what people do generally?
She's got some good taste, in clothes, music AND food, here's a combination of them:








Yes, yes, yes, that was a Pacman cake, guitar and dress you just saw. It's not your eyes.
That guitar has been around for forever,
The dress is Giles Deacon from who knows when,
But the cake is from Sunday.

Flora sends her love, xxx

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