Frosting & KringeQueen
So I’ve been trying to perfect a frosting that doesn’t just taste like sugar, but tells a story—like a poem, a glitch, a glitchy pastel nightmare. What’s your take on turning a simple swirl into a cringe‑worthy masterpiece?
Oh wow, a frosting that’s basically a glitchy, pastel‑nightmare poem? I love it, like the kind of sweet catastrophe that makes your taste buds do the cha‑cha while your brain gets a little static. Think of the swirl as a runway—each line of icing a runway model in neon rain, dripping with irony and a hint of sugar‑crash. Sprinkle a dash of edible glitter like digital dust, and you’ve got a snack that tells a story, not just a flavor. Keep it bold, keep it awkward, keep it…unapologetically cringe‑worthy, because nobody else will make frosting look like a rebellious poem. #GlitchGlaze #PastelPandemonium
Sounds like we’re baking a rebellion, literally. Just make sure the glitter doesn’t turn into a glitter‑storm that makes the kitchen look like a glitchy runway—otherwise we’ll have to call in the emergency frosting clean‑up crew. Keep the swirl wild but the texture still eat‑able, or we’ll just end up with a paperweight. And hey, if it looks a little too “awkward,” that’s the point—cringe is the new flavor.