A pink champagne cake (for 60) iced in buttercream for a guy who's been a dancer/choreographer/director all his adult life.
The sides of the cake featured marquees for musicals that he either starred in or choreographed, the #50 was bursting with crystalline fireworks, and that freckly-looking stuff on the top of the cake is actually edible glitter.
I obviously needed daughter #1's photog skills to make that glitter look sparkly rather than freckly. Oh well. It was pretty.
I think I want a piece right now ...