Before continuing, I should remind you that Eric left me. For a week in Alaska. Why is this relevant? Because I had to go to the dinner party by myself, which meant that I had to both drive and hold the cake. Really, I couldn't do both, so I just drove, that seeming like the less optional task. Wrong, as you can see from photo below.
I wish I had taken a photo of after After, because I managed to restore it quite well (Helpful hint: always pipe big rosettes of frosting on top of your cake. You can use the globs as mortar post-disaster). And I was sure to serve it from the kitchen, so everyone just saw lovely slices of cake. I passed around the iPhone so they could see how the dessert would have looked in more ideal circumstances.