This cupcake phenomenon is getting way out of hand. Not so long ago, we had fairy cakes and bake sales, sure, but a cake was a cake and the cake was great. Carrot cake, Victoria Sponge, polenta cake, lemon drizzle, even chocolate cake if you like that sort of thing.
But all of a sudden, cupcakes are IN. Girls can not stop going on about them. I see numerous shady, angled pictures of cupcakes every day on Twitter, Facebook and Instagram. It is beyond a joke. They have become some sort of symbol to boring girls everywhere for cutness, homeliness and being “naughty” (shudder). All the same sort of girls who looooove to bake and wear nothing but ballet slippers and cropped Topshop leather jackets. Come on, you know the ones. They can go out with their girlfriends and eat cupcakes and post pictures of them while telling everyone how fat they have been that day and and then fall into the shoulder of a boy giggling.
But I just don’t understand it. CUPCAKES ARE NOT NICE. Sponge is good, muffins too, but when heaped with an absurd ratio of claggy, sickening, overly-sweet frosting it’s just a diabetic seizure waiting to happen.
You can cover them with edible glitter, bits of cookie or whatever you like, but they will never escape the fact that they are the cake equivalent of a Mister Whippy 99 dunked in sprinkles. Maybe good for a hit once in a while, but nothing compared to some orange and mascarpone Roskilly’s.
Hopefully one day this fanaticism will subside, and we can all come together and have a nice, grown-up tarte au citron.
(p.s I love girls really - not in that way though)