When the world becomes too dark and wearisome for me, there is a place of peace and repose unlike no other, a place where goodness and beauty reign and to which I escape to find my suppressed inner domestic-goddess. That place is......Cupcake Bakeshop!!!
If even that place seems a bit too complex (the Gogi berry and pink Himalayan Rock Salt cup cakes were a bit much even for me), then my default happy place is none other than Martha Stewart.
Oh yeah, I still know how to have fun!
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True story about the domestic goddess that ** IS ** Wood St Girl - when I walk into her office today and she offers me some real honey - ON THE COMB!!!
(do you ever see Jack or Tony eat???????)
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