One thing about planning our wedding that was making me nuts, were the flowers. We had already booked the garden to host our ceremony and I was having a (cheap Scottish) issue with spending all that money on flowers that were going to wilt and die, particularly when I knew we were getting married IN A GARDEN!
A few months before the wedding, I had gone to a local florist,armed with a picture in hand and a good idea of what I wanted for my bouquet. I wasn’t too sure what I was going to do for “my ladies” yet but figured that I’d work with the pro to see what we could come up with.
I put my picture on the counter…and she immediately shut every part of it down! “We cant do this”, “this isn’t in season”…blah blah blah.
I put my picture on the counter…and she immediately shut every part of it down! “We cant do this”, “this isn’t in season”…blah blah blah.
Ok. So she’s the pro. I get it.
I stepped back, took a deep breath and thought “let’s see what we can come up with”.
I let her know what our colors were (green and brown). As I looked through flower books, she walked into the cooler and started pulling things out. By the time she had “my bouquet” laid out, it looked nothing like the original picture or idea I had. NOTHING! The brown that she had incorporated into it was burgundy. The fiddle heads I had really wanted were replaced with some fox tail-ish lookin thing. The only thing close to the original picture were the roses.
My ladies bouquets weren’t much better. Boutonnieres? I didn’t even get that far into planning with her. She was snotty and rude and everything about the meeting made me sour.
So I said I needed to "mull it over", walked out and never called her back.
It was a conversation with one of my gals at work that put the idea of artificial flowers in my head. So off to Michael’s I went, where I met my new bestest buddy: Bonnie. What a phenomenal job she did! I went in with the same picture, and within an hour, we had it. It was perfect and just what I had wanted.
The flowers all laid out:
And the final result after Bonnie worked her magic:
The ladies bouquets came together just as nicely. Green Gerber daisies.
The boutonnieres? Roses that matched mine.
All of them turned out perfect, it cost (more than) half as much as real flowers, they were pristine through all the pictures and everyone has a great bouquet to keep till they get bored of it ;)
And mine will be beautiful for forever…timeless and will make me smile every time I look at it!
Cheers!
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