The Raspberry is an exceptionally sexy fruit. It’s plump, heart-shaped form is tart yet ever so sweet and threatens to burst with sticky rouge and purple juices at even the nimblest of touches. I don’t believe there is anything I find more beautiful and attractive than a person whose soft lips are stained with deep colors of love from indulging on the small fruit, or whose white fingertips are speckled from plucking the berry from its rasp.
What a treat, what a triumph it is to reach through and beyond the prickly thorns that guard the bloomed beauties, only to finally grasp one with your tender finger buds and gently pull it from the labyrinth of brush. A needle of nature scratches then pricks your pure skin, but you don’t care. You lift back your head, let your eyelashes brush the sun, and kiss the berry with your pink tongue.
Unfortunately, the beautiful raspberries will not be sweet and ripe until the hot summer sun rests in the center of the sky in June.
Thank the food gods and technology for frozen produce! Just a trot over to the grocery store and I had in my possession the flash-frozen product of the fruit of which I speak. This convenient and affordable buy was all I needed to concoct a batch of lovely (and sexy!) Raspberry Coconut Cupcakes.
I say that I am inspired by everything that goes around and through my body. This time I mean it literally. The lush, pinkish raspberries sporadically stud the cake with a delightful tartness that contrasts so well with the light sweetness of the cake, as well as the tang of the cream cheese frosting. Try not to swoon.
These treats were so lovely that they reminded me of a dress I recently bought and they essentially inspired a whole outfit.
This dress comes from the store of all stores: Target. Where most of my purchased life comes from. I love the magenta polka dots scattered on the the pretty purple fabric, like raspberries floating in a purple sea. It's pretty but not too girly. And of course I had to toughen it up with my leather jacket. Also from Target. Of course.
Bod kept whining because my mother and I wouldn't play with her. So of course I had to include her in the photoshoot.
Here's the recipe for these wonderful little cakes. I adapted them from Growlingbelly. I really wanted the luscious raspberry tartness to burst through them, so I took the ruby red juices left over from the frozen berries and turned the typical (yet absolutely scrumptious!) cream cheese frosting into silky, pink raspberry cream cheese frosting! They taste awesome either way though. Seriously, is cream cheese frosting ever not delicious?