However, on that day, I learned something important about cupcakes. There was a car parked outside the entrance to the gardens blocking the single track lane completely while it was being loaded up with plants.
This was no problem, but while I was waiting for the car to move, I looked in the vanity mirror, which I don't do very often. What did I see? Glitter. Lots of it, all over my face.
Which just goes to show, never eat a cupcake that has glitter on it if you want to deny the indulgence afterwards.