This worked for several reasons.
I was already making houses. I called down to see if perhaps some of my cousins had gotten a little to "grown up". Not so, requests were in.
I had to step up my game anyway because the kiddies are getting to be a tough audience (
Finally, I'm always up for a challenge. A chance to expand my horizons and flex those culinary muscles.
It was on.
Drafting the pattern
A million pieces
Baked together to make sculpting, trimming and bevelling easier
The edge is soft that way
Stained glass cookie windows
The close up
Jimmy Choo never had a peep toe like this
Supports inside to build on
Pinned and drying the icing
All the bits, ready for assembly
Ferd trying to steal my thunder-no help, none
Okay, he made dinner so I could keep working
Because I promised Movita
'Cause I look insane
The four official photos
Turned out pretty well, a few things I'd do differently next time
Ha, like there will be another of these
Who knew licorice won't actually tie in a bow
Or that it would snap just as I got it all threaded through those damn Life Saver eyelets
Lots of fun, lots of work, lots of candy, icing and gingerbread. My houses usually weigh in at about 4 pounds . This bad boy is 7. Paige, Madison, I hope you like your house.
7 pounds of holiday goodness
By all means drop by Movita's and show me some love. I really want those cookbooks. Seriously, vote for who ever you like, I haven't seen the competition yet, but I do really want those cook books. I mean really, really would like those cook books.
The little old lady who lived in a shoe, and the nut job who made her out of gingerbread. Drop by Coffee Chat tomorrow over at Time out for Mom, I'm guest posting there and guess what the topic is?? May the best house win.