Why I am Pink Cupcake...
When it came to choosing a pseudonym for blogging, Lovely Lawyer Husband instructed me that I must rail against my sometimes negative tendencies and pick something postive and bubbly. So I began pondering possible jolly names but didn't really get anywhere...until I received an e-mail from my Wonderfully Chic French Friend which began 'My dearest Pink Cupcake', and I thought, why not?!?
The name stemmed simply from the fact that I once took her a box of pink cupcakes to cheer her up whilst she worked through the final revisions of her Masters dissertation, and she's used it when writing to me ever since! Actually, I'm quite lucky that I am Pink Cupcake and not Pink Puddle - which was the name she gave to another friend who had had a cuddly pink poodle toy since childhood, because we never could quite get across the language barrier of differentiating between a puddle and a poodle in English :)
Actually, it's a such shame that Wonderfully Chic French Friend doesn't have a blog (if she does I don't know about it), as her flowery and extremely creative use of language would be such fun to read. She is the only person I know who can appear elegant and poised when using the language of fairy tales in serious conversations. This is partly why she is so Wonderfully Chic, the other reason being that she always looks amazing, whatever the occasion. I have lost count of the amount of times she's looked as though she's decked out in haute couture, and has then informed me that she stumbled across her outfit at the local Oxfam second-hand store for just a couple of pounds. I would be monumentally jealous, but to top all of this sophistication off, she's just the most sweet and kind person and, of course, the one who will forever be responsible for my Pink Cupcakedness...
The name stemmed simply from the fact that I once took her a box of pink cupcakes to cheer her up whilst she worked through the final revisions of her Masters dissertation, and she's used it when writing to me ever since! Actually, I'm quite lucky that I am Pink Cupcake and not Pink Puddle - which was the name she gave to another friend who had had a cuddly pink poodle toy since childhood, because we never could quite get across the language barrier of differentiating between a puddle and a poodle in English :)
Actually, it's a such shame that Wonderfully Chic French Friend doesn't have a blog (if she does I don't know about it), as her flowery and extremely creative use of language would be such fun to read. She is the only person I know who can appear elegant and poised when using the language of fairy tales in serious conversations. This is partly why she is so Wonderfully Chic, the other reason being that she always looks amazing, whatever the occasion. I have lost count of the amount of times she's looked as though she's decked out in haute couture, and has then informed me that she stumbled across her outfit at the local Oxfam second-hand store for just a couple of pounds. I would be monumentally jealous, but to top all of this sophistication off, she's just the most sweet and kind person and, of course, the one who will forever be responsible for my Pink Cupcakedness...