I had a post planned for today. But then blogger went crazy and stole that post, along with yesterday's honeymoon photo post, all the comments, and a number of comments from earlier this week. Comments that made me get teary and happy, because I was talking about big important stuff and you left big important comments. So right now, I am in a bit of a foul mood. I apologize. I feel like blogger stole something important, and I don't have the heart right now to think about re-writing all the scheduled posts that blogger stole from me. So instead, I'm leaving you with flowers, because I've found that flowers help make things better.
I wasn't planning on a bouquet but, at the last minute, I decided I really wanted one. When I desperately contacted a few florists, I realized it was out of my budget. So instead, spent an amazing morning at the Los Angeles Flower Mart with a dear friend, picking bouquet flowers along with our centerpiece sprays. We went a bit wild. We indulged our fancies. We found bold, playful, wild flowers that captured the spirit of everything I was hoping for at my wedding. And then another friend made it all come together in the most beautiful bouquet I've ever seen.
Even though I never thought I needed a bouquet (and I didn't), it ended up being my favorite accessory of the day. The flowers were stunning. The colors and textures made me gasp and were truly the crowning touch to my attire. And holding it made me a bit calmer, as I drew strength from the memories of a morning spent with a girlfriend cavorting among flowers (we all need more cavorting during wedding planning) and from the friend who donated her floral arranging skills to make my wedding just a little bit more special.
So today, I'm ending the week with my bouquet. For a burst of hope, joy, and beauty to send you into the weekend.
All photos by Kelly Prizel Photography