08/06/2026
After a few super flowery weeks…
There is something I realised I don’t think I’ll ever stop feeling grateful for.
Being invited in.
Invited into the excitement of planning a wedding. Into the conversations, the ideas, the dreams for the day. Into a chapter of people’s lives that is so fleeting, but so incredibly significant.
Long before the flowers arrive, before the bouquets are tied and the candles are lit, couples are sharing pieces of their story with me. What they love, what matters to them, how they want their wedding day to feel.
And that is a privilege I never take for granted.
Flowers are such a huge part of how a wedding feels.
They frame the moments you’ll remember forever. They sit quietly in the background of your vows, your photographs, your hugs, your tears and your celebrations. They become woven into the story of a day that only happens once.
Every enquiry that lands in my inbox, every conversation, every mood board and every couple who chooses me to create for them is something I am deeply grateful for.
It’s a privilege to create, a privilege to be chosen, and a privilege to play a small part in one of the most important days of someone’s life.
Over the past week alone, I’ve worked with couples who have travelled from all corners of the world to celebrate here. I’ve shared stories over cups of coffee, chatted about families, careers and adventures, been sent home with generous slices of wedding cake and oddly the biggest pack of hummus I’ve ever seen 😆 and spent time with people who were strangers but left feeling like friends.
One of the things I love most about this job is that our paths cross at such a meaningful moment. For a little while, I get to be part of their story, and they become part of mine.
Sometimes, in the middle of an installation, surrounded by flowers and completely lost in the process, I have a little moment where it all sinks in.
And I feel incredibly lucky that this is what I get to do.
Photo taken x workshop
