Sometimes I dream about writing a cheesy romcom screenplay in the vein of Youve Got Mail. The protagonist is a florist who spends her days making bouquets for really romantic men to give to their gir...
Do you love someone in New York? Do you live in New York and are loved by someone? Lucky you! This weekend Im teaming up with my favorite boutique, Castor & Pollux, to host a Valentines flower sh...
Sometimes, really, I dont want to talk about flowers here. Flowers all the time, a nice problem but a problem, too. There was a night this week that I couldnt fall asleep, wracked with anxiety over t...
I was at the laundromat yesterday, a place I dont visit as often as I should. Its a family run business where they sell bananas and houseplants and little brass charms at the counter next to single u...
Since youve seen the pretty film-y shots from Florida, now we should get technical. Behind the scenes. Sneak peak into the process. Etcetera. Since the bride had already had her official wedding cere...
Another lifetime ago (Novemeber) I traveled to West Palm Beach to do the flowers for a wedding reception.We set up camp in a villa that belonged to a friend of the mother of the bride. The small comp...
Im in awe that new years keep on happening and with greater frequency than ever before. Meaningless perhaps, only a date on a calendar, but I put a lot of stock in new beginnings so January first wil...
This arrangement was supposed to be about amaryllis. I tried, really, I did. It was even in the title of the design sponge post I made the flowers for. But whenever poppies are involved, its a lost c...
Christmas eve is almost always better than the main event. Quieter, simpler, dare I say more holy, or special or what have you? I dreaded Christmas this year. No cards, no presents, no holly jolly or...
My friend picked me up in the morning before my wreath making class in a little blue pickup truck. I juggled multiple Stumptown americanos, shawls, hats and cameras and we followed the Columbia...
Do you live nearabouts Portland? Im teaching wreath making workshops this weekend at the Bazaar. The Saturday class has sold out so we opened up a second one on Sunday. Its going to be a small class,...
Micha and I went to Florida to do the flowers for a party back in November. The flower photos will come later (maybe January?) when we all need them the most. For now, we can talk about the 5 days af...
Ive got things to talk about that arent tree peonies. Funny though, because I have no recollection of what they are. Ive been digging in the troves of iphoto and found these from a photo shoot of a f...
The turkey is in the oven and the table needs to be set. My sister and I are going to make some little arrangements with the last of the persian carpet zinnias and the deep red nasturtiums, cutting w...
I must confess, my head is miles from Millbrook. Ive spent the past week and a half soaking up sun in southern Florida after making flowers for a party in West Palm Beach hosted by the very same brid...
Back when fall wasnt a distant memory, we went to Millbrook to do a wedding. It was at a private hunting lodge and the bride was a really fantastic New York interior designer. It took 6 of us 2 days ...
This week I am pretty sure we had the last day jacket-free day for next 5 months. I knew it as it was happening, too. Walking down the street thinking oh god please let this never end. Its going to, ...
On the first of October one of my dearest friends got married. The night before the girls got together and ate nachos and drank more than we should have but less than we could have. The next morning ...
My favorite wedding leftovers are fall branches. A big vase in my bedroom makes a tree in miniature, crumpling just like outside. Wedding work hasnt slowed yet, but instead has focused into intense b...
Things have been happening here. Flowers. Like crazy. Weddings of friends and strangers. Coffees and hangovers and 6am flower market runs every other day. Pizza more often than not. 24 dirty flower b...
The last unequivocally hot day of the year was spent in a fry pan of a row-boat in Central Park. We sat down the week before, iCals at the ready, and planned it out in the same way grown-ups plan bus...
Hi Kittens. This is not a post so much as a furious wave out the window of a speeding train. Until my motion sickness subsides, Im going to keep the talking to a minimum.The one thing that is keeping...
There are roses and then there are roses. Anyone with eyeballs knows what Im talking about. These fall into the latter category and exist on an entirely different planet than anything wrapped in say ...
Im only saying this cause were friends, but Ive been avoiding you. Straight up seeing you coming and crossing the street. Truth is, two weeks ago my cat died and I didnt want to talk about it. Still ...
A few weeks back my dad loaded up two canoes with hot dogs, bug spray and beers. We pushed off and rowed towards Indian Rock, a small clearing reachable by water with a huge boulder that fronts a fir...
When I think back on this summer, Im pretty sure I will remember all the time I spent with Frankie Zmetra as one of the highlights. She spent a few nights at Elmwood and we took so many photos it wou...
Thank you all so much for your warm reception to my new website! Im really deeply touched by your emails and comments, I wish I could launch a new site every week just to read them. It makes my heart...
Yesterday I launched a website for my floral design and styling business. Ive quietly been doing flowers for events on my own for the past year and have finally opened up to taking on more projects. ...
Im very sorry to say that Elmwood season is over for the summer. Brooklyn is home again and I must admit Ive shed a few tears over it. The upside is now I get to relive it all by going through my pho...
After three weeks away from Brooklyn and reliable internet, Im home again if only for a hot minute. The city is scorching and Im rethinking my stance on AC, helped along by the fact that I cant sleep...
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