comment icon 188 more comments First of all, these extremely moist, sweet, and perfectly dense carrot cake cupcakes are killing me softly with each bite and it hurts so good. This recipe comes from a neighbor in my hometown {hi, Pam!} and it is seriously the BEST carrot cake I’ve evereverever had. True story: when we were in college, I made this for Bjork’s birthday. Being the proper and polite girl that I was, I ate one small piece. And then I hid behind his loft bed and shoved extra large bites in my mouth and hoped he wouldn’t notice that a whole row of his birthday cake was gone. Nowadays we can be open about those things. #marriage #loveu There’s another reason I’m dying lately, and it’s this gem of a site. Hey Girl. You’re welcome. If there’s one thing that can make me fall off the elliptical at the gym, it’s that right there. As a result of eating cupcakes and perusing Hey Girl posters, I’ve been catching myself smiling like a weirdo during random times of the day. Like when you have a secret and you remember it all over again and you become a perma-smiling gooney. Discreet is probably my middle name. But this time I don’t really have a secret. I just have Ryan and Bjork feeding me teacher love lines, and me feeding myself even more cupcakes. Ohmygoodness. I could get used to this. Will I fit in my jeans on Monday after the Super Bowl? 4.7 from 32 reviews I love you, jeggings. I. Love. You.
