A personal reflection of what flowers meant to a young working lady
Having me write this article might appear ironic — because I haven’t always had this much interest in flowers.
Unfortunately, growing up as the young unknowing girl that I was, I used to think flowers were for the frivolous and pretentious damsel. While I did acknowledge that flowers were easy on the eyes, my ‘interactions’ with florals and blooms were solely limited to basic sunflower Tumblr phone wallpapers and floral accessories. In my narrow worldview, sending flowers or flower delivery were simply economically unsustainable and its perceived benefits didn’t quite outweigh its costs enough for me to purchase them out of my own will.
From a romanticism point of view, it just didn’t quite make sense to cut these flowers off their stems prematurely (and effectively remove nature from nature) for the human benefit (our eyes??!!).
