I just caught a glimpse of the actual size of my butt in a mirror, like an actual mirror, not a mirror in which I control my image of myself, and it cast great doubt on the butt story I’d been telling myself. But WILL I LET THIS BUTT TRUTH STOP ME FROM MAKING THIS MONTH’S SOUTHERN LIVING FEATURED CAKE, A BROWN SUGAR LAYER CAKE WITH PEACH BUTTERCREAM? No, and yes I WILL be eating it for breakfast. ANYTHING ELSE WOULD BE A CAKE LIE.