Big momma

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Sometimes you need a really big photo for a really big arrangement.

I'm developing a new, expensive camera hobby. With encouragement from my photographer friend Parker, I'm entering a phase most ladies enter in art school. So far it's been really nice shooting film, I'm looking through the lens with more intention and patience and I need those things desperately in my life. I used to think film was a bit unnecessary, but my reverse snobbery is fading. Anything that stretches and inspires is okay over here.
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A grown man had to cradle this arrangement in his lap in the back of a cargo van to deliver it to Cipriani 42nd Street last week. I collaborated on a table for the Lenox Hill Gala with my favorite bride and friend Ashley Whittaker and this was our jawdropper. Jawdropper is a good noun. Let's start using it, but sparingly.

BHLDN

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Let's talk about work for a minute. I am doing it. A lot. These photos are from a recent shoot I did with BHLDN, a truly top-notch bridal company started by the Anthropolgie and Urban Outfitters crew. Dream job, really. Dream people, dream clothes, dream food table. (Let's be real, the best part of shooting.)
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The idea behind the story was incorporating fragrance into a wedding using flowers- they asked me to come up with five fragrant elements and let me concept each from the ground up. I made a bridal bouquet, old-fashioned wrist corsage, ceremony garlands, a floral head crown and an entry wreath. Doing this for a living definitely has pinch-me moments and seeing David Meredith's photos was one of them.
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Behind the scenes, the garlands were truly and completely ridiculous smelling. Like knock you over smelling. My dear friend Siri (who is a floral wizard in her own right) slaved over stringing them all afternoon and I'm pretty sure she had to stick her head out of the cab window on the way home.
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Siri is a prize and getting to work with her is fantastic. She grew up on a flower farm in Washington State- the real deal of flower girls. Between her and my sister, I'm pretty sure I'd never make it through a shoot without pulling all my hair out.
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The shoot wrapped at a breezy 1pm and we piled buckets of leftovers into a cab on 26th street. After shlepping the flowers back to my kitchen table, Siri got a monster bouquet to take home and when she left, I draped my house in lily garlands like it was no big thing. They wilted by nightfall and the next morning I stuffed them in the garbage can and went back to work.

Industry of One

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I've thought of you often, and fondly, during this little break we've been on. I write to you in my head a lot, pretty posts with pretty pictures, while sweeping the studio's floors or scrubbing on hands and knees. It boggles the mind we haven't talked about the space yet, so many good things await!
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While I'm trying to catch up, you should read this sweet interview that my friends at Industry of One wrote. They are the kindest, most genuine folks and I think that shows in their photos and words.

Until we meet again. And in the meantime, don't be a stranger.