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Apparently my life is becoming rather ‘cake-orientated’ these days… A recent obsession with cupcake making has led to making my own cake stands, and from  that to a slightly more costly obsession with scouring charity shops for pretty and/ or interesting china. I make the stands out of different sized plates with sherry glasses inbetween; sometimes I even throw on a few Swarovski sparkles…

I have a reputation for having slightly ‘border-lining’ taste (tripping happily along the  line between lovely and awful) and the more garish one shown in the photos I made for myself… The more tasteful floral one was made as a gift. Now that I’ve made a few of these cake stands, and got to grips with my glue-gun, I’m planning on making and selling them to order. I’m all stocked up on plates and glasses, so if you’d like a totally unique and quirky present for someone (or for yourself) let me know!


There is a subtle difference between appreciating something that is ‘everyday’ and appreciating something because it is so. The former is genuine- coincidental, instantaneous, uncensored. The latter, however, is self-conscious, often ironic or an assertion of ‘individuality’: an apparently different way of being different.

This ‘anti-taste’ can stem from a kind of inverted snobbery and a wish to be seen as removed from the modern and impersonal, in the same way that artistic types shun high-street stores in favour of charity shops and vintage markets (ironically, these stores then sell cheap faux-vintage fashion to the masses).

And there’s the rub: the line here is sketchy and shaky, so how do you distinguish between what is genuine personal taste and what is a carefully crafted style?

I write this sitting in my brown vintage jumper, feeling hypocritically indie, only almost certain that this is me; as soon as something becomes a fashion, it loses integrity, its sincerity gone.