3 May 2012 ~ In support of the Pink Ribbon Foundation for breast cancer charity awareness program I am fully geared up to post this particular cake! Yeehaawwwwww!! Hehehe...
In KK itself we have a non-profit foundation supporting the movement; Kinabalu Pink Ribbon
Having lost my own father to brain cancer, it's an ongoing battle of physical & emotional levels alike. No words are worthy enough to describe the roller coaster journey, It's an eye opener, heart breaking yet awakening experience. One thing for sure, it has made us all closer than ever, and stronger. Come what may.
Okay now.. this entry has nothing to do with breast cancer whatsoever. Na'uzubillahminzalik.. it's just to sort of 'commemorate' the nature of the entry.
I recall there was this one incidence in which a fellow baker had updated her blog with her creation of a 'bra-cake' in conjunction with the Breast Cancer Awareness program which she took part in.
Oh my.. the readers were all over her discrediting her for being too 'western' in her approach. Now since when did breasts become westernized??
We are too characteristically defined by the typical predictably judgmental & shallow minded society. Things don't go their way} sinful! How easy it is for one to play God. But just when one of their clans did what was deemed by them as unworthy of a human being's deed before, the verdicts would be; "biarlah.. manusia biasa, mesti buat kesilapan," yada..yada.. yada... pfffhhhh..!
Too focused we've been in others' flaws that our own skeleton walks itself out of our own closet! .. and oh ya sparing the so called 'kids' nowadays may not be a good idea as well. They may be biologically young but they curse & flirt like a pro y'all! To make it worse, they think it's cool. When they get told off; ".. but I'm just 15th.." (insert cute duck face).
Now where was I.. hmm.. hehehe.. Thanks Jeffrey for the order. It was a carrot walnut cake with cream cheese frosting and the request was for a fondant purple bra as the deco. It came with a witty message as well.
I really hope Anne enjoyed the cake & the message that came with it. I'm pretty sure that I enjoyed making the cake, it's just that splurging myself on a good bra is much much easier than making one with sugarpaste.
After few failed attempts of goggle-bra, sunglasses-bra, rice bowls-bra.. boleh laaahhhh... hehehe...
So just to appease those sensitive souls who could foresee themselves freaking out to the sight of a 'bra cake', I've in a way administered some censorship to the photos. Bleghhh... Cheers!
From a psychoanalytic point of view, why not. Give it to 'em!