cupcakes! at the oscars.

imagine this: the oscars. a crowd is gathered in front of the tele, pulling for their favorites to win. whether they win or not, the anticipation is exhilarating. and all the while, they have cupcakes in their hand. but not just cupcakes, oscar cupcakes. 

i know, right?

but the sad thing is, they aren't mine. remember that said celebrity aunt in yesterday's post? she just may or may not live in california, and she just may or may not have hosted at oscar party, complete with beastly cupcakes that make me hungry/jealous. and did i mention hipster friends? i may or may not have invited myself over. however, i didn't get to go. this time. so, i sufficed by throwing my hand into the laptop screen and devouring all the cupcakes that have to do with the help. and no, they were not all vanilla. so yes, that means that some were chocolate. wink if you get it.

my oscar party, you ask? my party consisted of pie {wink, wink}, excruciatingly loud voices, frequent stops to the internet movie database, whooping and hollering in happiness, booing in upset-ness and list-making {which should be one word}. the highlight of that night? octavia spencer's win. the lowlight of that night? running out of pie.

until my oscar parties consist of beastly cupcakes and californian hipster friends, i can deal with this.

which cupcake is your favorite?

-kiss kiss kiss, hug figaro-