It was mine and Hubby’s 6th anniversary this past Sunday and though he was quite busy, he made sure that his mom picked up some flowers for me.
At first I thought they were a strange color combonation. Something I definitely would not have picked out myself. I tend to go for the less dramatic.
I tend to lean toward the greens, light pinks, whites, and soft yellows. Sometimes I’ll go for a nice purple or violet color with a splash of orange mixed in. But burgundy and yellow with bright pink? I never would have picked it.
It is far too bold for me. I’m not one to normally want to be seen in a crowd or be noticed. But these flowers, they sure do. They scream at the tops of their lungs to be seen. They are dramatic, bold, and quite contrasty.
Much like my husband, which makes these a perfect fit coming from him. Once the roses started opening and the flowers started coming alive, they bloomed in to a gorgeous bouquet, one I would not have picked for myself, but isn’t that the perfect gift? One you youself would not choose?