All in Floral Design
When I saw them on their wedding day I gawked. Full on mouth open, weirdo. They are chic. Truly breathtaking. But most importantly, they are so goofy and in love. You could just see the two of them melting, not only in the May Florida sunshine, but for each other. I don’t think either stopped grinning, a genuine lit from within grin, for more than 2 mins at a time.
It is hard not to be completely enamored by the grounds of the Bonnet House. It is a whimsical sand castle and will leave me feeling inspired for quite some time.
They have the sort of energy you seek out in a life partner. There is a certainty emanating from both of them. They both can’t wipe smiles off their faces when they look at each other, they work hard and respect each other. I mean hell, they somehow survived overhauling their backyard and turning it into their perfect wedding venue. That is true partnership there.
Taylor was living in Hawaii but knew she wanted to celebrate in our perfect little hometown, while still pulling elements of Hawaii into her design. Her vision included a variety of florals and greens that would emulate the lush tropical scenery of her current home.
Their love is steady and sure, and the love their family shares for them is immense. It was a beautiful night under the stars and amongst the vines.
The Flagler Museum has been one of my favorite venues since the beginning. Patricia and John dove right into the romantic and regal side of this historic spot. The head table was a showstopper with a lush runner running the length of the table composed of hydrangea, roses, and other garden florals that evoked the elegance of an English garden.
Julie has a tranquil but intentional presence about her. She is always listening, contemplating, maneuvering. She is one of the most honest people I know, she’s tough, but is sentimental beyond all belief and a romantic that puts my hopeless romantic musings to shame.
Mary + Spencer are joy bottled up. They illuminate around each other. They look at each other, I mean really look at each other. It isn’t just one of them looking, it is both of them looking at each other with the same, “I can’t believe this is my person” look on their face every single time. During their first dance Mary twirled around the floor as they sang to each other, and I sat on the sidelines weeping like a weirdo. Their love is palpable.
