when in bloom…

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As a florist

Let me begin again, I don’t care for the term florist.  So dated.

As a floral designer, obviously I’m pretty biased when it comes to flowers.  They’re all great.  Really great.

And I’ve gotten into gardening, so even rooted plants are great.   Clearly I’ve found my calling.

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But in terms of favorite flowers, in my opinion [IMO- I’m trying to learn the verbiage of the young, but might be a wasted effort since I’m talking about branches and gardening], nothing beats the flowering branch season.

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I lean towards quince every time.  I buy them in a bud stage, so they look just like dead branches.

And just when you start to think you have thrown your quince money down the drain, they start popping open, like little bundles of gorgeous pink popcorn.

it’s all in the ribbon…

1 (1)I started to notice my obsession with Silk & Willow, a hand-dyed silk ribbon company, about a year ago.  I think it all began (as most things with me do) on Instgram.  It sounds bizarre, because all it is is ribbon, but they got me.

Every time they post a pic, I’m like ‘holy sh*t, look at that ribbon…’

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So I use it to wrap all my bouquets.

Like this one going out this morning over to the Monteleone.

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{Juliet garden roses, cafe-au-lait dahlias, blushing bride protea, burgundy ranunculus & smoke bush}

Because an obsession isn’t healthy until you can incorporate it into your everyday life.

www.leafandpetalnola.com

wednesdays are for cocktails…

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Today is the first day of fall.  And so to celebrate (as I always do when I’m celebrating) I made cocktails.

I found this pink elderflower rose sparkling lemonade on my last grocery store venture, and since, I can describe it as nothing short of life changing.

I mean, it’s great alone but, as I’ve found with many (all) other things, it’s better with vodka.

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I added a little ice, Ketel One, lime and springs of lavender.   I used to order Stoli but one night when I ordered it, a friend of mine made the comment, “how can you drink that?”.

So now I order Ketel One, which I don’t know if you know this but it tastes like Stoli.  And since I care little for getting reprimanded (ask my mom), I order differently now.

Ketel One it is!

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On another note, I’m currently trying my hand at growing lavender; ask me in three months how that went.

Actually you can ask me now.  It’s dying.  But just another reason to make cocktails!

my little flower darling…

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Since moving to Louisiana, I’d taken up floral design and had started working for a shop doing wedding flowers part-time.  It was something I had been interested in back in Texas, and now in New Orleans (since Fashion PR does not exist here) decided to pursue it.

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This week marks the second month I’ve branched out on my own (although to even begin this process it’s been at least several months in the making).  I will say this, for Louisiana to be such a laissez-faire environment (understatement) they sure make it a pain in the ass to open your own flower business.  You would have thought I was trying to sell medical marijuana the hoop-la I had to go through.

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But regardless of the flower politics, I’ve finally opened leaf + petal NOLA.  My very own floral design studio.

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Last night I made arrangements for a runway show/event at Anthropologie in Canal Place.  I decided on a very ‘Anthro’ aesthetic, vintage tins mixed with a colorful palette of flowers.

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So check out my new baby, Leaf + Petal NOLA

www.leafandpetalnola.com

@leafandpetalnola

lemon tree, oh lemon tree…

 

Several weeks ago, I was shopping at Winn Dixie (that still exists in Louisiana, as does The Piggly Wiggly) and they were having a sale on lemon trees.

To this day, one of the greatest regrets in my life would be not buying that lemon tree.  Why did I choose that one moment to be practical?  I’m never practical.  I’m a ‘chips land wherever and deal with it later’ type of girl.

But I told myself I would come back for lemon tree.  And I did.

And lemon tree was gone.

lemon tree 3Since then, I have agonized over missing out on this tree.

But fate intervened.

lemon tree 2The other morning I woke up and the first thing I thought was ‘by God, today I’m buying a lemon tree.’  So I roll over, grab my phone and looked on Amazon Prime.  When I want something, I want it now.  Prime honestly isn’t fast enough, I wanted lemon tree in bed with me at that moment.

So I dragged myself out of bed to get to Home Depot by 7am (I know, weird) and was perusing the caladium sale ($3 for quart sized caladiums!  It looks like a caladium bomb exploded all over my front and backyard) and imagine my surprise when I saw rows of citrus trees.

As I dug my way through all the trees, I found the last lemon tree.  Apparently everyone else feels the same way I do about kumquat trees (who wants whatever that is?) and it was a pink lemon tree.  Pink lemons!

The only way I could be more excited about this tree was if it was pink.  Pink lemons!

yellow pot

To go with my new found purchase, I fell in love with the idea of putting it in a yellow pot.  I should have put it in a pink pot since it’s pink lemons (!) but The Boyfriend only lets me go so far.

Well, Home Depot has a great ceramic one for $42, which is so ludicrous I can’t even wrap my mind around it, so I bought a cheap plastic one and a can of glossy spray paint and made my own.

I’m a cheap DIY genius.

lemon treeFast forward to 10am, I now own a pink lemon tree and several hundred caladiums.

Winn Dixie can keep their dumb yellow lemon trees.  And they don’t even sell caladiums.  But they do have great egg prices.

 

 

 

gardening & flamingo beers…

berr & flamingo

This is what my day (d)evolved into.

I began early this morning, determined to finally outwit the deer that are eating all the roses I spent hundreds of dollars on.

While in Alaska (weird beginning to any sentence), I learned when Alaskans want to keep deer away, they spray their gardens with cougar pee.  Well, first of all I don’t want to do that, and second, I’m afraid it will scare off deer and bring around the cougars.  And I really don’t want that.

Instead I went to Home Depot, where I bought some spray of the non-cougar pee variety that’s supposed to keep deer and rabbits away (and ideally the neighbor’s golden retriever that uses my yard as its personal bathroom twice a day).

So I hosed down my garden, i.e. rose graveyard, and planted a bougainvillea I bought on sale at HD.  When I ask why my bougainvillea (normally $49.95) was only $8, he said, “I don’t know, but if it dies in the next week or so just bring it back with the receipt.”   That sounds sketchy at best, and the odds of me digging up a dead bush, throwing it in the back of my car, driving across town and returning it for the large sum of $8 is pretty slim.

But thankfully the weather went south, thank God because I was sooo over gardening, and I brought the party inside.  And we all know what that means, time for flamingo beer.

I saw these online and although I don’t have a pool, these obviously were a necessity.

Happy Saturday.

design…of the floral nature

I’ve recently taken up floral design.

Now what I want to do with it, well that remains to be discovered.  But unfortunately the great-ish state of Louisiana is the only one in the United States where one needs a floral design license to stick flowers in a vase.

flower book

So I paid the Louisiana Horticulture Commission $55 for my text book (which was last updated in 1986 and originally written in 1954) and have set about being a flower student.

Wish me luck because I like studying about as much as I like doing laundry.  Which I don’t.  At all.    
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{camellias from the backyard}

In the last couple months I’ve been asked to do two of three small weddings in New Orleans (apparently illegally since I didn’t know you needed a license- oops) and it has made me want to delve further into design.

Now I have The Boyfriend (an attorney) yelling in the background “don’t admit to doing something illegal in print!”

Hopefully the Horticulture Commission isn’t on their way to come arrest me.

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mid week pick me up…

After what seems like the longest week ever, and as it stands it’s only mid-afternoon Thursday, I decide to treat myself with beauty products.

gloss and mascara

Nothing like mascara and lip gloss to make Thursday seem more like a Saturday.  And bought myself some flowers.  

Oh and I made brownies (they’re gone).  

And am having a glass of sauvignon blanc (almost gone but thank God it’s refillable).

dior gloss

My make-up arsenal consists of gloss and mascaras.

This Dior gloss, Creme de Rose, is incredible.  Smells like roses and not like old ladies.  It’s plumping without being sticky.

And everyone always need more mascaras.  My two current favorites are Dior Addict It-Lash and Marc Jacobs Omega.  Layer for almost fake looking length.  I’m southern, I like mascara.  A lot of it.

julepApparently I had decided as early as Monday this was already the longest week of my thirty years because that was when I ordered my present to myself online.

Ten hours and counting til Friday…

 

vanity tables & french wine crates…

I haven’t owned a vanity table since I was seven.  Then, it was hot pink and had flowers.

Apparently my tastes haven’t changed much, I think I wore this headband last week.

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I assumed I would be able to find a vanity table online; you can find anything online.  I bought a two pound bag of chia seeds on prime last week.  It’s all there, everything except a non-tacky vanity.

Along with my blind devotion to all things Amazon, I like to try and buy from small businesses.  So I looked on Etsy thinking I could find a vanity table that I could fix up.  Make into my dream vanity.

But there is one problem with this idea, finding something amazing is like finding a diamond in the rough. The Etsy cup overfloweth with homemade crap.  People had taken gorgeous french provincial dressing tables, painted them a baby blue or ‘distressed’ white, slapped some chevron contact paper in the drawers and called it “shabby chic.”  And then charge $450 for it.  I’m not paying $450 for ruined furniture that I’ll have to spend three days scrubbing with sand paper.

For example:

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This shiny little gem I found for $400 plus $100 shipping.  People are crazy.  And God only knows how I would get the shellac off this desk.  And the groovy seizure inducing contact paper would have to go as well.  My first vanity was pink, at thirty (one, aaaaggghhhhh!!!) I’m looking for something with a little more subtly.

After my miserable failure that was Etsy, I opted for local shopping.  I love shopping.  I’ve been perusing the antique stores hoping to find a less pink, less shiny option.  I’ve yet to find what I’m looking for.

french wine crates

BUT, I did find these amazing french wine crates for $9 each.  I have no idea what I’m going to do with them but clearly I needed two of them.  It’s funny how when looking for one thing, you buy two of another instead.

So in the meantime I’ll continue to scour antique shops looking for non pink furniture then drink wine and scour Pinterest and figure out what to do with my wine crates.  I definitely get more creative when wine is involved.

Win-win!