sad fact: no one’s ever bought me flowers save for my bf. every time i mention it, he remembers to get me a dozen or two roses that’s bound to bring tears to my eyes. nothing like getting off a freezing red eye flight and seeing your man waiting with a huge smile and a gorgeous bouquet in his hand. 10hrs in the air for 36hrs by his side <3
on a separate note: i found out the hard way just how bad i am at arranging flowers. HAHA. oh well - practice makes perfect, right? ;)