To celebrate the end of my godforsaken juice cleanse, I'm sharing THE GREATEST CUPCAKE RECIPE IN THE HISTORY OF CUPCAKES. I'm not just saying that just because I've eaten nothing but pureed plants for the past three days, although I will admit I was so hungry when I woke up this morning anything sounded delicious (I already wrote about dog food.) I'm saying that because these are truly the yummiest cupcakes I've ever baked, which Tony and the kids of School of Rock will back me up on... I made them last Friday when we had the kids over for a pizza party and screening of Austin Powers (they'd never seen it! We introduced them to both Austin and Elizabeth Hurley. I don't think their worlds will ever be the same.) The kids all said the frosting tastes like ice cream and Tony (who doesn't even like chocolate that much) ate three of them. Throwing the last two away mid-cleanse broke my heart.View Article
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On the last day of my juice cleanse. Wrote more cohesively about Day 1 + Day 2. Can't think straight now. Trying to sleep as much as possible, so I can just wake up when it's over. Dogs are eating their breakfast right now. The smell and sounds of them chewing are making me drool. The inside of my mind is a foggy fever dream that looks sort of like this...View Article
Threw these cupcakes from last Friday away because it hurt to look at them. Stared at them in the garbage for a long time. Took a picture and made art. Still thinking about cupcakes... Can you tell I started my first juice cleanse yesterday?? (I don't DO juice cleanses. You can read my feelings on them in yesterday's post.) Day Two update on how I am surviving...View Article
I’ve lived in L.A. long enough. It’s time for me to embrace the culture, become a part of the cliché. I’m going on a juice cleanse. This will be my own personal “Heart of Darkness,” my "Apocalypse Now." I’m about to descend into madness. Only my obsession won’t be Kurtz, it will be fitting into my wedding dress. “Bridezilla” is sort of like mad cow disease for humans, and I’ve caught it. My wedding is a little over 3 months away. It’s time to go big, go hard or go home (*insert lots of other sports references here.) I just want to weigh what my driver’s license says I weigh. And for my face to glow in a way that is difficult to achieve with the amount of salt and fried things I consume.View Article