They were for this.
My baby brother got married last Saturday. He and his bride asked me to make their wedding cake. Nothing gargantuan--Costco sheet cakes for the guests--but since his lovely bride can't have gluten, they wanted a small gluten-free cake that they both could enjoy.
I was honored to be asked, and happy to oblige.
I made a practice cake in July, to get all the details worked out.
I persuaded a friend to help me hand-roll hundreds of fondant pearls.
I transported two separate fondant-covered tiers (nerve-racking!), and assembled on location.
As you can see, I had an assistant (a gracious volunteer)
to help with ribbon and pearl placement.
(That's me in the black sweater and curly hair.)
I used royal icing to secure the pearls, because I did not want them popping off.
I also used royal icing and some fondant "cushion" to secure the couple's cake topper.
There it is. A little lumpy and bumpy in a few spots, but overall I'm very pleased with how it turned out. I didn't expect to feel such pressure making a cake, but as the wedding day neared, I really worried about messing up THE displayed wedding cake.
For that reason alone, I'm not sure I'd take on another wedding cake.
Well, maybe for family. And with a lot more practice.
I think I could handle making birthday cakes, though.
Not so much pressure there.
At any rate, my brother and my new sister-in-law were very pleased with the cake.
And I'm very pleased my brother chose the right girl.
(And that she chose him, too.)
Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. B!
May you have a long and happy life together.