A few weeks ago I went to visit my old college roommate, Crafty. We both love doing projects (paper is more my style; she’s written an actual book on jewelry making), so we knew we were heading for some fun. I got to Milwuakee Saturday morning, plans were made, and we headed out to Michaels. We grabbed paper for color samples and a few supplies for another project, and then headed over to floral for the weekend’s main event: flower girl fun.
Our flower girl will only be two and a half, so I was worried that a mini-bouquet (a posey, according to my florist) might get a little beat up—either by her or her older brother the ring bearer. Plus, I loved the idea of making something she could keep. We’ll have real bouquets, but I think she’ll be much more excited by flowers to keep than a bouquet for the day. Oh, and I could have had way more flower girls. I actually had 17 offers back when I got engaged—from high school students. Five of them were boys, but oddly no one wanted to be my ring bearer.
Ancient personal photo. Aren’t I precious.
Somewhere, we still have that flower basket and the flower crown (and quite possibly the dress, knowing Mama Clover). So we decided to make a flower crown of our own and a pomander to carry (pomander = flower ball).