It was my brother-in-law's birthday, so my sisters baked a cake for him. It was meant to be the skirt of a doll's dress, with the intention of celebrating my niece's fourth birthday at the same time. But creative license took over. When the skirt came out of the oven reminding everyone of a boob, the plan changed and a matching cake was made.

They refuse to let their adoring public know whose idea it was, so I must remain mum on that subject.

The nipples are pink candies.

I think Gary found it quite fetching.