I've talked a lot about my cousins in the past, but today I'm going to introduce you to my cousin Nancy.
Technically Nancy is my dad's first cousin. And I didn't even meet her until I was ~13 years old. (Or at least that's the first time I remember meeting her). Afterwards we didn't keep in touch all that much (ahhh, pre Facebook days...), but as the years went by I always remembered her and how much fun we had that weekend.
Fast forward almost 10 years later to 2002 when we decided on a whim to live together after Nancy had moved to Chicago for law school and I had finished college. Technically Nancy and I were cousins, but in practice we were practically strangers. It didn't take long for that to change; by the way we so quickly clicked you'd think we grew up together our entire lives!
Nancy and I only lived together for two years before I headed to the Bay Area in 2004 for grad school, but in that short time we became very close. One thing in particular I give credit to Nancy for is helping me break me out of my shell. I gained a lot of confidence and improved my sometimes-awkward social skills during those years when she'd force me to go on road trips with her or clubbing until 5 in the morning.
And although Nancy and I were once again separated by thousands of miles, this time we remained very close. I even flew back to Chicago in 2008 and made her a cake similar to this one for her engagement party. WARNING! That blog post is NSFW, aka not safe for work (or home, depending on who you live with...)
Later that year she got married. And we suffered through the freezing Chicago weather together to take some absolutely stunning wedding photos by Peter Wynn Thompson.
And if I say so myself, I was really proud of how the big cake came out too. My first time with a quilted pattern was quite successful, even though I pretty much winged it.
And the cake topper came out as festive as I had hoped!
I also wrapped thin strips of fondant around chop sticks to get those fun curly-qs.