What is it with cupcakes?
How did they come to be so fashionable? How on earth did that happen, and who is responsible?
Don’t get me wrong, I love cupcakes. I love the look and how they taste and frankly the more icing the better but why have they suddenly become so popular amongst adults? Surely they’re a children’s item, usually made by cooks shorter in stature than your average kitchen demon, and most of their charm is due to the fact that they end up looking as though they were made by someone who hasn’t yet achieved full manual dexterity.
The guilty pleasure of eating cupcakes has always been assuaged somewhat by the fact that Little Darling cooked them and it would be churlish and rude to refuse one when offered.
All of which goes some way to explaining my stupefaction at their newly acquired designer status. Isn’t it just a teensy bit ridiculous that cupcakes can even be fashionable?
I find I’m humming ‘It Wasn’t Me’ by Shaggy now, all due to the fact that a certain little girl I know used to think the lyrics went thus: ‘Picture this we were both cup-caking, banging on the kitchen floor…’
This got me thinking about ridiculous fads and fashion items – you know, upside down Christmas trees, poo catcher pants, gold-laminated teeth, drinking urine, eating placenta, 4×4 cars here in the flatlands with their beautifully smooth roads, colonic irrigation and the Atkins diet. Oh yes, and reality TV, but that doesn’t really count because it’s everywhere and you don’t have to part with your hard-earned cash to get it – not directly, anyway. I mean, hands up all of you out there who actually saw an upside down Christmas tree on display and thought “Ooh yes, very stylish. Must get one,” and then handed over a wad that would have been much better spent on 3 bottles of bubbly for breakfast on the big day.
So, in a bid to increase my comment statistics, I am hoping to elicit suggestions from you, dear reader, as to what you think should appear on the all-time list of ridiculous things that a good many of us have bought that we really shouldn’t have.
Oh, and by the way, if you bought and actually wore any poo catchers, please please please post a photo… I challenge anyone to look good in them.
Are You Receiving Me? 
Tee hee! I love your blog. Poo catchers!! I didn’t know they were called that. It’s bad enough having skinny jeans and peg legs – again! Remember the days of breaking our mums’ sewing machines making jeans skinnier and skinnier, lying on your back pulling up the zip with a coathanger – and then I couldn’t get my enormous feet through! My pet hate – white or flesh coloured leggings inevitably worn by women who must be completely blind to their on-show cellulite and arse the size of a small holiday cottage. Oops, getting fascist, must stop. Keep em coming girlie xx
Ha ha ha – I do remember lying on my back in the Chelsea Girl changing rooms holding the waistband closed at the button whilst the assistant did the zip up for me but I don’t think I ever discovered the coat hanger technique. I’m laughing out loud at the picture in my head. Brilliant to hear from you dearest, and re your pet hate that you mention I’m going to send you a link via email (not suitable to post here..!!) that I swear will have you screaming with delighted horror! Delighted horror, I said! Picture that! Did I mean horrified delight? Does such a thing exist? Not sure but I think it’s a bit like what you experience when you smell your own parps under the duvet!!! (Pooo – eeeee, did I really do THAT?!)
Poo Catchers! HAHAHAHAHAHA! But they’ve sort of come back, haven’t they? Oh dearie me..
I never saw an upside down Christmas tree myself. Looks barmy.
My own personal theory on the cupcake thing is that people are just TOO SELFISH to share a nice big cake cut into proper slices. It’s the whole self-contained world malarkey. My music on my iPod, my life on my computer, my talking on my phone instead of with you who is across the table from me, and NO! YOU CAN”T SHARE MY PERFECT DESIGNER CUPCAKE, FUCK OFF!
I don’t like cupcakes myself.
Whoa there Mothership, you swerved dangerously close to a full-on rant there!!
I must admit I have never looked at cupcakes from that angle but you have a good point. Adults eating cupcakes may well be playing a secret game of greedy piggies because they know they will never have to share. Funny how such an old-fashioned and innocuous item takes on such a different slant when it enters the complicated adult world, isn’t it?
For me, cupcakes have always been slightly wonky little mounds of vanilla fluff with far too many jelly tots clumsily stuck into the inch thick butter icing on top. Sickly, but a little dollop of heavenly sweetness delivered from the chubby fingers of our Little Angels. Said angels could probably teach the adults a thing or two about sharing!