I don't seem to have a picture of my wedding cake where you can really see the cake, but I am going to tell you about it anyway! My mom made the cake (this was long before I began decorating) and she did a very nice job decorating it, in spite of the fact that I chose a really stupid looking topper. It was a traditional fruitcake with marzipan and covered in royal icing. She did cornelli lace, roses, etc. She was troubled that some yellowish colour was coming through the royal icing from the marzipan, so she put another layer of icing on. She was making it ahead of time so that she would have time to solve any problems that arose, smart lady that she is! Then she went to assemble it (it was 3 tiers with pillars in between) and discovered a couple of problems. First, the white pillars were a different white that the icing, so she piped ivy all over them in an effort to remedy that. Secondly, she discovered that the weight of the upper cakes caused the pillars to sink into the bottom cake. You see, we didn't know anything about cake construction and the need for support in the cake. We just thought that what you see when you look at a cake is all there is to it! Anyway, she decided to fix this problem by making the royal icing thicker still. Would you believe she succeeded in this?! She made the bottom tier of the cake strong enough to hold two more tiers of fruitcake on pillars with layers of royal icing. So the cake looked lovely and my mom and I were both quite pleased with it. On to the wedding day! The cake makes it there with no problems, ceremony goes smoothly, etc., etc. Finally time to cut the cake! The problem is, we can't! Nothing short of a chainsaw is going to get through all that royal icing! The cake was finally brought into the kitchen without even a first cut in it and the icing is lifted off, completely intact, so the cake underneath can be cut. The only picture I have of the cake is much less a cake picture and more of a very young me and my very young hubby looking confused as we attempt to make the first cut.