I have odd phases that I go through. Some days I want to be a fashion designer, other days a photographer, other days a novelist but today I'm thinking about being a florist.
The florist-phase happens quite a bit and what I tend to do is ravage our well stocked garden (thanks mom!), picking different flowers and placing an array of different bouquets all over the house. What I come up with doesn't look nearly as good as these arrangements by Amy Merrick but a girl can dream right?