Caution: this post is probably NSFW.
Two Decembers ago, when I was just a babby sophomore, my floor had a gingerbread decorating party. It was one of a series of events organized by The Committee, an elected group of 1e residents with a small social budget.
What started as a wholesome gingerbread house and person decorating event quickly went off the rails, thanks to some wonderful teamwork—we’re all about the collaboration around here. This post is a photographic journey through the gingerbread downfall. And as a bonus, I’m including some pictures from this year’s decorating party, with new people and a different creative direction (plus homemade biscuits!).
First, we were cute and excited...