Oh, to be two well-known bloggers – sisters, no less – at a Valentine’s Day party.
Your drinks are poured, your chocolates ready. The host tries to spirit you away for a private tour, but it’s no use. Guests shyly approach in a thrill of recognition. Roses are thrown at your feet…
…and the kitchen is your oyster. When everybody loves you, you can shake it how you want. In fact, you can shake it in any room you want.
Because you are a player.
Well-known bloggers take what they please.
And if one of them sits on your lowered baking counter, because she is Amazonian compared to your wee self, and to her the lowered baking counter is merely a chair, well…
…then it’s a chair.
These girls lead the glamorous life, I tell you – days of bon-bons, cocktails, and devastatingly tall men. Before you know it they’re gone, whisked to the night, and you’re left sweeping crumbs and dimming lights. All you can do is hope – just hope – that you showed them a good time.
Thank you, blogging sister-starlets! Mi casa es su pastry buffet.
*the Simmer legal dept. would like to note that in truth, Rechelle & April exhibited no diva-like behavior, and both they and their entourage were perfectly charming at all times. They were delightful guests, and by all accounts appeared to enjoy their cupcakes and vodka punch.
Loved having you, ladies. Come back soon!