âhave you tasted your cake? itâs divine.â ariel walked around with her little plate and cake fork, eating while walking even after an aunt shot her a particularly scathing look. she figured if barbie didnât mind and she didnât spill things like a three-year-old, it really shouldnât matter. âwhat am i saying, of course you have, you picked it out!â the younger bragança laughed before taking yet another bite. âaunt elisa said that weâre lucky that you didnât do your wedding in a church because my ceremony dress was âtoo vulgarâ,â she drew air-quotes around the word with her fork. âbut she laughed after, so she probably didnât mean it in a mean way.âÂ