Oh please, Tiffany who? When I see a bright blue box, I no longer cross my fingers and quietly chant “put a ring on it” with Beyonce swagger. Instead, I try to mask the war-like cries coming from my stomach because this robin’s egg box opens to reveal 6 angelic cupcakes, each adorned with the bakery’s signature halo. Heaven doesn’t do mass production, each treat is hand-churned using Swiss chocolate and vanilla from Madagascar. Sample the Southern carrot cake cupcake: loaded with fresh pineapple pieces and iced with cream cheese frosting. Who needs silver and gold when you can have sinful sugar treats until midnight in the Gaslamp District?