I adore flowers. all of them. I love them, I think, as a collector
loves a collection. Every petal, every bouquet, every colour
what im wearing: sugarhill pink trench, sugarhill
birdie green dress & frassy fancy pearl earrings
I adore flowers, I buy them as often as I can, which is almost everyday. Certain things I refuse to live without; blueberries, organic coffee, pecans, cinnamon, coconut water…but above all, flowers. I keep collections of vases that collect like little gardens in my home. And when the petals start to collect on the floor? I never sweep them up, I like how they look, fallen and pretty on the wooden floorboards. One of my little dreams is to create a big heavy hardback book bursting with candid photographs of men buying flowers for the women they love – and nestled between these grainy, backlit photographs would be scans of dried flowers and poems. Would you read it? Would you keep it on your coffee table? I’d like to think you would. But the book is just a dream, just like the man I’d like in my life to buy me bouquets – in time, I will find space in my life for both. But as for right now, well, just it’s me with a dozen dreams and flower petals all over my floors…
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