Carrot Cake Magic Bars

Ugh, I’m sorry I’m a one-track kinda pony and apparently can’t think of anything creative to make unless it starts and/or ends with “magic bar.”  I’mjustobsessedokaaaayyy?

Magic bars are just so easy, yet they look and taste so elaborate and multidimensional… which is essentially how I wish I could be. AKA, “effortless.”

You know those people. Like Lauren Conrad. You love her and admire her but you also kind of hate her in the deep, gross parts of your soul because she’s so PERFECT and life is so UNFAIR and WHY can’t you look so CHIC every day of your freakin’ LIFE?!

I mean, I would hardly use the term “effortless” to describe me OR my style. Hello, I apply TWO different kinds of deodorant each morning because I’m convinced one brand alone won’t work. And I was under the impression getting a cute, messy pixie would be adorable with lazy bedhead, but alas, it is not the case since I was mistakenly called a “sir” while out in public.

Also, I’m pretty convinced my hair has a mind of its own and it hates me because it NEVER wants to cooperate with hairstyles. EVER. I’m pretty sure this is payback from the years I spent bleaching the living hell out of it, coloring it abnormal colors, not washing it for weeks on end, and the like. Now somehow I’m on my hair’s personal sh*t list which I didn’t even think could be a thing, but it is since my hair hates me and won’t hold a curl, a tease, a blowout, or anything to save my life. My hair is basically useless and thus, the antithesis of “effortless.”

Because to be effortless, you have to have a DIY/lifestyle blog and have pictures of you all over Pinterest, doing cute, innovative things with your hair, like making it into a bow or embellishing your shorts ever-so-sweetly with lace. And you MUST roll out of bed with theeee most impeccable head of slightly tousled beach waves, a “I only look like I’m wearing makeup but this is just my natural, outrageously gorgeous face” face, and a closet that would make any mere mortal like myself choke on her own drool.

You need this certain air about you, a je ne sais quoi, that makes people gravitate toward you and think you’re the coolest cat around. Also, it’s probably better if you never used the phrase “coolest cat around.”

Anyway, what I’m trying to say is, magic bars are that effortlessly chic dessert. Like if Lauren Conrad was a dessert, she wouldn’t be a frou-frou cupcake or a boring ol’ cookie. She’d be a magic bar: simple, yet completely amazing. Sorry I’m comparing you to food Lauren, I love you.

For Easter, I made super chic Carrot Cake Magic Bars which will wow the tousled curls on every one of your fashionable guests’ heads. It’s no wonder this is my FAVORITE thing to make on the blog: it’s SO easy and tastes incredible, and it’s completely versatile from season to season, flavor to flavor. Plus, it’s an excuse to buy the new Carrot Cake M&M’s, which are so chic, I DIE.

I’ve said it before, but I’m not a carrot cake girl by tradition. There’s something about it I just don’t care for. However, I LOVE when carrot cake is combined with caramel. The caramel adds that layer of buttery richness that’s SO irresistible and typically unique to carrot cake flavored things. I also love the mixture of the cinnamon pecans, adding that extra boost of spice. These were a huge hit!!

Have a great Saturday!

xo, Hayley