Hi loves. I'm back from my quick trip to LA. I was able to hit up Crackberry, I mean Pinkberry, squeeze in an impressive homemade dinner with my book club girlies, and catch the bouquet at Hal's cousin's wedding.
I used to always let the bouquet drop at my feet. But now it's a game. I can't break my record. This is the third bouquet I've caught in a row! Hal even caught the garter and his family went wild. Hmm... what is the universe trying to tell us?
Thank goodness the bouquet I caught was not made up of succulents like these. Ow. But I think they are much lovelier than the traditional bundle of roses.
P.S. If you're sorely wondering why you've never caught the bouquet, it's about 10% luck, 30% skill, and 60% desire. It involves proper body placement, blocking out with your bum, using elbows, and wearing high heels. Having long limbs definitely helps.
{Images by Flora Grubb Gardens}
