FAT bing soo.

so a post before my wedding mentions my lovely florist, manija, a 50 yr old afghan woman who is living her dream of being a florist. last post, i mentioned how i imagined us being friends and her taking me to her home country and blabla. my quick flower consultation would end up as a 2 hour conversation of warm coffee and us talking about our dreams. if she could have it her way, she dreams of owning a barn out in leesburg, va. isn't that just ddak our style? i love barns.

so last time i went to drop off the remainding vases, she asked if i would be interested in helping her out for future weddings. she has weddings of 200+ guests coming up almost every week next month, and she needs help because her helper (her husband) has been really ill. i was never a flower person, but it's just a matter of time till i become a flower expert.

im gonna take pictures for her website portfolio too. but she doesnt know this yet.

EXCITEMENT. i love good people.

pictures of flowers from my wedding.