Cake pops…. I love cake pops.
My friend Anel has a business where she gets to make beautiful, delicious cake pops all day long and I’m not jealous at all. Not one little bit. There’s no way I’d be able to let that deliciousness out of my sight, I’d gobble it all up. All of it. But when Anel asked me to make her some crochet cake pops I jumped at the chance! I could have the best of both worlds, the cuteness without the sugar come down.
The brief was broad: no theme, just whatever you want. I love and hate these challenges. I always spend half a day staring at my hands, inspiration-less. But I’m doing some preparation for the first King’s Day in more than 100 years, so making something Dutchie was pretty much a given.
Tulips are so perfectly Dutch, that it was obvious that I included one. Perhaps I’ll even make a collection for myself.
Spring has really kicked into gear here in Holland, and flowers are peeking out from every patch of grass and garden, it’s probably the most beautiful time of the year here.
Pharell has taken the world by storm, simply by being Happy. Can’t be a bad thing, right?
Miffy (or Nijntje as we call her), is one of my favourite kid’s characters, and my daughter loves her. It’s going to be a fight to get this one out of the house.
With King’s Day and the World Cup fast approaching, national pride is about to go completely mental here in Holland. Flags, Orange, and the Conga line all feature very heavily in times of celebration, so I have to be ready!
I loved making these for Anel, but just looking at the photos makes me want one of the real things. Do pop over and visit Little Cakes, the creations are amazing and delicious. Don’t believe me, look at some of these, you’ll change your mind!
Told you so.
That bunny one is so cute! Can you imagine if it were filled with nip? Wow. Gosh, I sure do wish my Peep #1 knew how to crochet and not just knit. If only I, Nerissa the cat, had opposable thumbs… Then I could learn to do that myself!
I can’t believe I share a name with a cat! Nice glasses 😉
Nip and a bell, you’d be in puss heaven! Or on a bouncy chord, it’d be too much to bear.