"eight years to thirty" cake

I think the quality of birthday cakes must come in cycles. When you're small, you don't get anything fancy, maybe a cupcake. In elementary school and middle school, the parents are really competing with the other parents as to who can make/buy their kids the fanciest cake. I guess when you're a teenager it's up in the air: some girls get froo-froo sweet sixteen cakes, others are too cool to have birthday parties. Then, you hit your twenties and it all goes downhill because birthdays don't matter after 21 (case in point, my cake in the video.) All you have to look forward to, cake wise, are the milestones, and you're so depressed by turning the big x-0 the cake doesn't even matter anymore.

BUT even if my cake wasn't pretty, it tasted great (Funfetti is the shiznit). And a big thank you to my culinary roomie, who next time might not ice the cake when it's still warm.