Simple and sophisticated. Though I can still feel the glitter travelling through my nervous system, I am content with the choices made. The cake is a fight for elegance, but on a closer look, it is as chaotic as the random gold patterns splattered on the exterior like an armature painting. Inside is coated with nuts of questionable origin, and the cream is nutty to its core. There’s that hit of sadness when the plain chocolate with violated human rights doesn’t do the trick anymore, at least now there’s gigantic strawberries and used candles to celebrate the occasion. Oh, and I got tea too.