Over the weekend, I bedazzled myself and headed out to sin city to have a little fun. On Saturday morning after a really really long night, we stumbled down to The Buffet in the lobby of the glorious Wynn Hotel. This buffet had it all. Filet mignon, sushi, a cereal bar (hot and cold), Mexican, Asian, Italian, all the creatures of the seafood bar. There isn't a thing about the Wynn hotel Buffet that isn't near perfection. Except one. One very important thing. The cupcakes. These pretty, sexy, tasteless, insulting cupcakes.
I took one bite and left them for dead.
These cupcakes are like that popular witch in high school, gorgeous and alluring on the outside but insipid and wicked on the inside.
Such superficial beauty, breaks my heart.
What ever bad dessert happens in Vegas, should stay in Vegas.
I took one bite and left them for dead.
These cupcakes are like that popular witch in high school, gorgeous and alluring on the outside but insipid and wicked on the inside.
Such superficial beauty, breaks my heart.
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