Wow! …is all I can say about the incredibly fabulous colour palette chosen by the stunning bride who ordered this cake. It has been almost 23 years since I had to make a colour choice for my wedding, and I hang my head in shame as I admit that I only got as far as …wait for it…….yes,
I know. There are no excuses for a colour like that. Ever.
My only concession , which my bridesmaid recently pointed out to me when I was lamenting the hideous colour scheme I chose for my wedding, was that we got married in the early 90’s, which is basically the tail end of the 80’s and burgundy was the hot colour of the Federation fad. Remember federation green….? SO I was actually right on trend. That made me feel better….sort of.
Anyway…oh if I could only do my wedding all over again! How many 80’s/90’s brides have made that wish?! My point being that this sexy shimmery hot pink would probably hit the top of my list. I adore everything about this colour scheme. Bohemian chic/ berrylicious/deep pinks/shimmers of gold….absolutely stunning. I have no photos of the bridal party, so the cake will have to suffice. But trust me when I say the whole wedding was brilliant. It was set to take place in a picturesque garden, but unfortunately rain forced us all inside. Let me say there was grief. I was going to set up the dessert tables under a sprawling tree, using suspended wooden slabs tied with crocheted ropes hanging from a branch to hold the cupcakes. I bought the most glamorous hot pink shimmery sequin tablecloth and the coolest deep pink 70’s brocade bedspread to use as another cloth over my tables. It was all set to look spectacular.
My heart went out to the bride. Actually, my heart broke for the mother of the bride. She had worked tirelessly preparing all the food, thinking through every detail and setting up every element of all of the food and drink stations. She is nothing short of a legend really.
And it rained. Far from the greatest disaster in the world, but right up near the top of the wedding disaster list. After a few tears, hugs and reassurance, we all set to work to whip up a sensational indoor wedding and reception at the same venue. All worked out well in the end, as it usually does. The bride, as I mentioned before, was like a shining angel. She was beaming and the whole occasion was a privilege to be a part of.
So without further ado, here is my Bohemian chic wedding cake, complete with gold paint and feathers. Thank you dearest Amy, for letting me be a part of such a wonderful day.