Wedding Details: The Cake (and everything that comes with it)

We're coming up on a year after my wedding. I had always meant to share some of the little details that we cooked up for the ceremony, and now seems about right.

Here's our cake:

It's from Wedding Wonderland Cakes in Florissant, MO. We talked to Al about a couple different designs before deciding on this one. I loved the look of their "Mad Hatter" cakes, and I wanted something that showed our geeky side. We talked about a lot of different options, but we ultimately decided on our starry-nebula cake.

Everyone wants a one of a kind cake, and I literally could not find a cake quite like this one anywhere.  This was the reference I used:

I can't find anyone to credit it to. If you know the creator of this really cool cake, please let me know. Still, I love the design that Wedding Wonderland Cakes came up with. I wasn't going to go with the Mad Hatter style when we decided on this design, but all said he'd used the different sizes to highlight different nebulas, and I love the result. (Sidenote: Al was part of team blue, that just one "Next Great Baker" on TLC!)

The Toppers:

Aren't they so CUTE!! These are from etsy store MyCustomCakeTopper. I love all her adorable designs, but I thought these little robots were just perfect for our Nebula cake. She customized the colors, my little top hat, and gave us both glasses. She was great to work with, and I recommend her to anyone.

The Cake Utensils:

We found this tutorial for making Lightsaber cake knives at offbeatbride. We took it a step further, and made the cake server handle a Sonic Screwdriver. My dad did this for us, so I only only kind of know how he did it, but I know he used the Make your Own Sonic Screwdriver kit. If I get a lot of requests on how he did it, I'll bug him for his secrets.

So that's the cake table! I'll try to do a few more posts about some of my other favorite vendors because I love to give some love to people who worked hard!

Allow me to Introduce Myself

I'm a geek and a Youth Services Programmer for the Library.

They work together really well, and you know why?

Kids are geeks. Or geeks are over grown kids. I haven't figured out which it is. All I know is that, like any self-respecting geek, kids unabashedly love superheroes, games, swordfighting, explosions, dragons, role-playing, cosplaying...the list goes on.

The Library has always been a safe place for geeks. It's free from that dastardly thing called sunlight and there are books on every subject imaginable. Geeks are always wondering, "Am I alone in liking that?" No matter how obscure, ofcourse there is a book on the subject.

My hope for this blog is to show the bridge between little-geek to normal-sized geek. The best children's books for your little geeks. Gateway drugs for your young adult geeks. For the adult geeks, those gems that are far more interesting to read than anything your average book club is making you read, because they remembered to include: superheroes, swordfighting, explosions, dragons, zombies, unicorns and the like.

And before we get into the geek, nerd, dork argument, I'm going to say right here that I don't identify myself as a "geek" because of any definition on the internet, but rather because it rhymes with "chic."

So I can call myself "geek chic."

Because I am, dammit. Think of a typical geek girl. Okay, I'm her, but I'm geek chic. Fill that in how you may, it softens the blow to my ego.

The term "geek chic" has helped me deal with the fact that I am a geek for a while now. Not that people couldn't tell I was a complete geek/nerd/dork my whole life, but I figured if I didn't confirm it I had a chance of people thinking I was normal. The thought of going to a con made me hyperventilate a bit. "Then everyone would KNOW I'm a geek."

I don't try to hide it (as much) anymore. I am what I am. A Bruce Campbell -loving, genre-fiction reading, talking-t-shirt wearing, internet-addicted geek.

But I'm totally "chic" about it.

Interesting side note, I only saw the word "chic" written in "Seventeen" magazine as a girl, so I thought it was "chick." So during the bell-bottom resurgence of Middle School years, I was certain I was "tres' hippy chick."

Embarrassing.