They are, quite simply, the best cupcakes ever. (I feel that I can say that since it's not my recipe, and therefore it's not technically bragging.) Here's a picture. I was feeling particularly Food Network today, hence the colored frostings (which contain 8 cups of confectioners sugar):
See? Pretty! And only four sticks of butter! Now, onto the main topic of this post... J. Crew. I generally love J. Crew's stuff, and their clothes are, in my opinion, the quintessence of all that is casual, refined and classy. But upon receipt of my winter catalog, I noticed something disturbing about the cover. Take a look:
Now, is it just me, or does this girl's outfit scream, "Oh dear sweet lord, I just slept with Jimmy the mailroom temp after getting drunk at the company holiday party, and I forgot my coat when we left because I was so drunk, and last night the snow falling was pretty but it wasn't as cute when I woke up this morning, hungover, and Jimmy was still sleeping, and I did NOT want to wake him and have An Awkward Chat, and I felt bad stealing a coat, but I had to take something to keep warm and somehow, taking a scarf and his socks didn't seem quite as bad, and ewww, I did my hair using the grimy mirror in his skank-ass bathroom and what the hell was I thinking wearing these shoes in December?"
Sorry, got carried away there. But...this isn't the new fashion, is it? I've tried to remain relatively calm about the leggings, the Shooties, and even the legwarmers, but I tell you now, I am incapable of sitting idly by and letting argyle socks with sandals become the new "thing." That cannot-- nay, it will not happen. On this, you have my word.