But, that wasn't totally doing it for me.
I needed something more.
Something even cuter, and more impractical.
I was quickly led to the pudding cup:
How effin' cute is that? I ask you.
But even that still needed some enhancement.
Some go medieval. I go Marie Antoinette.
The cuteness got out of control.
It was like trying to shoot a duck with an AK-47.
The bullets went everywhere, and the cuteness spread. I made this:
and then this:
This red cup I'm actually calling the "flared skirt cup."
And don't ask me for that cup, but with a bird on it.
That, I will not do.
By the way, if you live anywhere near the Bay Area, please, come to the dessert show. And what I mean by that is please come to the opening party. The Fourth and Clay Gallery does openings right, with food, booze, music, and... well, dessert too this time!