Emotions, in my experience, aren't covered by single words. I don't believe in "sadness", "joy", or "regret". 
Maybe the best proof that the language is patriarchal is that it oversimplifies feeling. I'd like to have at my disposal complicated hybrid emotions, Germanic train-car constructions like, say,"the happiness that attends disaster." Or: "the disappointment of sleeping with one's fantasy." I'd like to show how "intimations of mortality brought on by again family members" connects with "the hatred of mirrors that begins with middle age." I'd like to have a word for "the sadness inspired by failing restaurants" as well as for "the excitement of getting a room with a mini-bar." I've never had the right words to describe my life, and now that I've entered my story, I need them more than ever. 

~ Jeffrey Eugenides

1.365 blanc 2.sandrajuto 3.stealing eternity



so it would be hard for me not to at least address for one brief moment or two that i simply ignored my valentine's post this year. or rather skipped over it. i could claim temporary insanity or a case of lovelornness but i assure you while i may have missed striking a chord with the love lot i was preoccupied with planning an intimate love affair that took place the following weekend. this went off without a hitch i might add. there was no CocoRosie pop~up shop but if you were loitering around nolitaville you might have seen a bit of a twinkle in cupid's eye. don't ever underestimate the power of the sparkle and a girl's night out. this crew had the magic touch.

it seems this time of year can feel a bit like a limbo dance. you know, the trick is to stay in motion and emerge on the other side of the pole, a balancing act if you will, without being flattened like a pancake. oh and the goal is of course not to make contact with the pole itself. tricky business this business. a hustle for sure. the consults, the proposals, the spread sheets, projections and planning {i could keep going}. there is no magical formula. it requires tenacity, hard work, creativity, and a lot of heart. {i'm sure i'm missing a few} oh yes of course Caffeine!!!

my passion for flowers is endless and if that was all there was to it, well it would be a snap. i also can't say enough about the amazing people i have met and continue to meet along the way. it is the ebb and flow of these relationships that keep me keeping on, making it pretty, one stem at a time, in the concrete jungle that is our beloved backdrop and pushing beyond its borders.

{original name for this post title was  -- A Hell of a Hellebore}

also, i have to share one of my favorite scenes from one of my most favorite films. i watched it again last saturday. it makes me laugh and cry and laugh and cry, always, and in no particular order. this one will make you laugh.


She would never say where she came from ~ Yesterday don't matter if it's gone 
While the sun is bright ~ Or in the darkest night ~ No one knows ~ She comes and goes 

~ The Rolling Stones {Ruby Tuesday}



i've always been a GIANTS fan and a MADONNA fan.

pic. steven meisel

I was reminded of that time when Madonna was young and crude and didn’t look like Iggy PopShe had done that coffee table book that people freaked out over.  {via itschloe}

and i'm a lover. not a hater.

enjoy super bowl sunday football fans.




{molly watts  nicolas ponce de leon dios} 10~1~11

love abounds. good day to you lovelies.