Our wedding cake was made by the sweetest gal from my mom's church. I knew we didn't need a big cake because we would be serving our guests cake pops and we decided that we have no use for saving the top of the cake. With very little direction, she made us the sweetest little masterpiece with an adorable and delicious ombre cake on the inside (so bummed that there isn't a picture of that!).
The cake cutting was supremely awkward--one doesn't really need four hands to cut a slice of cake! And holding this position for all the photos was sort of hilarious!
And thankfully my husband knew me well enough to know better than to smash cake in my face-- despite the crowd chanting for it to happen! I sure love that guy!