Meanwhile across town, Miranda and I were proving once again that nothing beats the breakup blues like a pink cupcake from Magnolia. As I bit in I couldn't help but wonder: Is love nothing more than a sugar rush? Does it always start out sweet and decadent and then just leave you with a stomach ache? There's a reason they call it Devil's Food. And even if you are lucky enough to trade your cupcake for a wedding cake, are you still destined for a sugar crash? But as I sat there next to Miranda, comfortable in our high-glycemic silence, I had a sweet epiphany: Maybe friends are what really matter, and men are just the icing on the cake. #CarrieDragshaw