As small as they are, as lopsided as they are, as much of a cleavage that I couldn't for the life of me create even with extra strength duct-tape to smash my little babies together (I've tried it - it doesn't work), as flawed as they are...I love my breasts. They are perfect for me (and for someone else, I'm sure), and want to do anything and everything I can to protect them. So to remind myself that October is Breast Cancer Awareness month, I made Strawberries and Cream Babycakes - strawberry cupcakes with pretty-in-pink-tinted cream cheese frosting.
Pink on pink! Pink is one of my favorite colors. I know, it's soooo incredibly girlie. I don't really get it either. Must be that inner Hello Kitty thing. LOL!
There's a baby shower for a petite principessa in the works, so pink cupcakes would be perfect practice. This time, no amount of The Crystal Method would make me high enough to order from Sprinkles. I thought about making a simple white cake and adding a few drops of red food coloring a la red velvet, but red velvet cake doesn't taste like anything, let alone red velvet. Pink cake wouldn't taste like anything either, so I made strawberry, without resorting to a half-ass Sandra Lee barely-homemade nuclear pink strawberry cake.
Strawberry cake isn't very pink, and doesn't taste much like strawberry either. Strawberry puree by itself is a bright, seed-speckled red, and smells like it would make the best strawberry margarita. But I held myself back from grabbing the tequila from my liquor cabinet and added an entire cup of strawberry puree to the cake batter. The cakes had only the faintest fragrance of strawberry and were a sort of pallid, dull, almost grayish pink. They didn't taste bad, just not like strawberry fields forever. Disappointing. I should have made the margarita instead. Then again, you can't put cream cheese frosting on a margarita. LOL!
Thanks to Emily at La Dolce Vita for the inspiration. It's long past her In the Pink party, and she's already set out the virtual buffet of pink dishes, but I didn't forget. How could I? Breast Cancer Awareness is the focus for 31 days this month. I'm just fashionably late, e-lemon-ation getting in the way and all.
And if you're wondering about the photo's background, yes it's mine. No, I was not *ahem* "unfettered" when I was baking the cupcakes. Frosting them, though? That's for me and my offset spatula to know, and you to never find out ;)