If I made a coffee table book compiling my recent forays into floristry, it would probably look like this:
I went back to one of the flower markets across the office for my friend Angel’s birthday. I wanted to gift her a bouquet of flowers (an excuse to dabble) and asked her hubby what her favorite was.
He said, “Tulips!”
I checked online for ideas on arrangement and cost. The meh tulip bouquets I found in different sites cost around 100 to 120 dollars. Crazy.
Doing it myself, I spent 1/5 of the professionals’ fee and even took away a quiet sense of pride one gets when doing something using sheer instinct and a happy pair of hands.
After deciding on a bunch of plain white tulips (I knew that my friend liked bold colors- her wedding motif was red, black, and white), I immediately went around looking for elements with more texture.
I’m not much of a tulip fan, honestly. I find them rather clinical and stiff. For my friend’s bouquet, I felt that adding different species would lend romance to an otherwise asexual- looking plant.
Nothing reeks of romance more than roses. I’ve actually seen arrangements online that combine tulips with these in different shades. In real life, I didn’t like how they looked too similar though. I wanted the tulips to pop, obviously.
I kind of fell in love with the outcome. It looked organic enough for my taste (although God knows how much effort it takes to look effortless, haha).
I hope my friend liked it as much though. Apparently, her favorite blooms are White Lilies! Haha!
The funniest thing is, I’ve always, always, pegged her for a white lily kind of girl. Way to go, instinct!
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