My Mother-in-law turned 90. I couldn't bake a cake. My carpal tunnel problems hindered me with all the stirring and mixing (no, I do not own a cool mixer). So I went to Wall-mart and bought a funky cake, because my 90-year-old mother-in-law is a fashionista who wears royal blue nail polish and has a penchant for "funky" stuff. Just any old plain cake would not do.
Then went to the Dollar Tree and bought a package of three little netted butterflies and added them to that giant purple bizarre silk dahlia that was plopped on top of the cake. Those darling little butterflies created the perfect picture for a lady who loves blitzy bling and sequined, beaded purses that match her colorful sandals.
Then I found some pearlized aqua gumballs to add to the top of the cupcakes. No, she didn't chew on a gumball...but her great-grandchildren loved those for treats.
She's all dolled-up in the new top her daughter sent her from Florida. The beaded necklace was the perfect match from her great-granddaughter.
And of course, what could be better than having her eldest son, doing the honors of lighting her candles?
We should all live to be ninety and have such fun... don't ya think?