Of Birthdays and Booty Pops…
Last week Tuesday saw me celebrating another birthday and although I only turned a (relatively) tender 24, I still felt somewhat antiquated… (Bitches be old). Birthdays are a weird breed of animal for me. For starters, I always seem to look forward to them with reckless abandon. Counting down the months, weeks, days and even hours until they reach me. But when I wake up another year older, I tend to take stock of the last 365 days of life and what they have taught me. (Never happened to you? Fair enough. Carry on…)
So in honour of my birthday, here’s a list of things that 23 taught me:
- Everything happens for a reason. Although I’ve always been aware of this, I have been made even more of a believer in this last year alone.
- Being nice to someone that you dislike doesn’t mean that you are fake, it means that you have gained the maturity to live with your dislike for them and let it yield a more positive output. “Dear Lord, please help me not to roundhouse kick those who get on my tits.”
- Self-belief is a powerful thing. It can help you reach all kinds of glorious milestones. However, there is a vast difference between self-belief and pure, unadulterated arrogance (as illustrated by the image below). But for the record, I’m totes the one on the left (Sorry, not sorry). Haha!
- There is ALWAYS going to be someone smarter, thinner, prettier and more ambitious than you. However, this does not mean that you are stupid, fat, ugly or lazy.
- There is always a time to improve yourself. Whether it’s learning a new skill, trying out a new hobby, taking a risk or even joining the gym. It’s never too late to learn French or perfect your booty pop… (I for one started this blog and began working for myself. Needless to say, I am happy with both of these things. The booty pop however needs a bit of work but don’t worry, I’ll keep you posted…)
- You cannot always be photogenic and all-round flawless 100% of the time. You are not Beyonce. I repeat, you are NOT Beyonce. Although, that would be nice… Side note, stop editing your photos within an inch of their lives ladies, we know that you don’t really look like that. And it’s okay not to…
- Learn to appreciate your supporters. They might be the ones who drive you from point A to point B, or the ones who cheer you on along the way. Whether it’s with pom-poms or pats on the back, I have learned that these people are everything. From shitty days to unbelievable losses, I have been blessed to have had a crew like no other. To these people I say thank you, I love you all (like Kanye loves Kanye).
- And on the flip side, not everyone who refers to themselves as “friends” are true to the title. Sad but true. It’s a harsh lesson I have learned but with that said, I know that I am better off for it. Never be afraid to let these people go, because not everything you lose is a loss. (On a side note, to those people: Don’t let the door hit ya where the Good Lord split ya!)
- Priorities dictate expenditure. This is part of being a grown up (lame). It’s probably best to ensure that these are in order before entering your four digit pin at the check out. Fo reals haha (Hey, big spender).
- Courage is the most underrated accessory. This one is so close to my heart and I only wish that I had discovered mine sooner.
- For goodness sake, have a sense of humour. Life’s too short to be uptight and plus, you’re more beautiful when you’re laughing.
- “No.” This one is till a work in progress for me but I’m slowly learning that it is impossible for me to please everyone. So I’m not even going to attempt it. I wasn’t born to change myself to suit people. I was made to feed them cake that makes them merry as hell!
- And finally, love. Just love. The absolute shit out of everything. Yourself, people, places, hobbies, animals and just everything. When you love you allow your soul to come alive and that’s what the world needs. Souls who are truly alive. Thank you to my person for showing me how to really love. You are my greatest treasure.
This week’s recipe is for my “Can I have s’more” Cake. It’s chocolatey, marshmallowy and just downright delicious. Please enjoy!
This one’s for Kel, who was born the day before me. May the age of 24 be exponentially better for both of us than 23 was (if that’s even possible). Thank you for 10 years of friendship and for always being you. Also, it’s for all Cancerians and July babies… Y’all are the heat! Happy frikkin’ birthday!
Yours in Baking, Bitching and being true to yourself (because “xoxo” was too mainstream and because let’s be real, life’s just too short not to be),
“Can I have s’more” Cake
For the Cake:
1 x chocolate cake batter see recipe here:Let it be Lekker
1 x vanilla cake batter (Take recipe above and omit cocoa, replacing it with 1/2 a cup of cake flour). Easy Peasy, bro!
For the Meringue Frosting:
3 large egg whites
3/4 cup of sugar
1/8 teaspoon of salt
3 tablespoons of water
1 tablespoon of light corn syrup (if you can’t find, make it with 1 tablespoon of sugar and 1 and a half tablespoons of boiling water. mix and let the sugar dissolve before using)
1/2 teaspoon of vanilla extract
For the toppings:
Mini digestive biscuits
1 x Slab of Cadbury Dairy Milk
- Preheat the oven to 180 degrees Celsius.
- Prepare cakes as per recipe (you should have two layers of each flavour so four layers of cake in total).
- Allow cakes to cool completely.
- Make frosting by putting a glass bowl or kitchen aid bowl over a pan of simmering water.
- Combine all ingredients except the vanilla and stir until the sugar is dissolved (about 3 minutes).
- Then attach bowl to stand mixer or with a hand mixer, mix for about 6-7b minutes or until the mixture is thick and glossy and more than doubles in volume. You will know when to stop mixing.
- Stack layers of cake alternating with chocolate and vanilla with the frosting and then cover completely with frosting.
- Pipe around the top of the cake with any nozzle you like.
- Lightly toast frosting with a blowtorch but be careful, that shit burns easily!
- Decorate with cookies, mini marshmallows, chunks of chocolate, melted chocolate drizzle and edible glitter.
Health Hack: Birthdays are for going all out. Fo reals.