fire. that's what new york has felt like for the past several days. and if i'm hot, you know the flowers are on the edge. i find myself praying that they don't wilt or flat out die before i can arrange them, in the time they spent outside as we load them from the studio to the car then from the car to the venue. i mean it's stupid. thankfully, saturday's wedding was indoors, brooklyn winery to be exact and above is a sneak peek. looking good miss thing!