She's never seen fantasia, but she combined the hippo and the ballerina ideas herself. All I can figure is that, as much as she wanted a hippopotamus cake, she didn't want to let go of the ballerina idea, either. I spent a week and a half floundering--trying to figure out exactly how in the world I was going to make a ballerina hippopotamus cake. In the end, this is what happened.
The tutu is made of layers of buttercream icing. Yes, that's a lot of frosting!
And the hippo is, of course, fondant, as are the ribbons and buttons.
Mercy being sung to.
Enjoying some hippopotamus birthday cake. It was huge. Even with a party, we have been, and will continue to be, eating a lot of cake...