I stole a moment when David was cooking dinner last night.
Seared tuna with salad and couscous which was scrumptious.
I played with my bouquet again. It's hard to layer the flowers together.
Each flower is attached to a single stem to make it feel like a real bouquet.
I grouped them together. Looked at them. Took them apart..
Scratched my head. Grouped them together again.
It's getting closer to what I envisioned. Still not sure.
Maybe I am just over thinking it?
Stella says it's just fine.
She tried to taste one of the flowers when I looked away for a second.
I wonder what enamel flowers taste like...
probably not as good as the roses David gave me for Valentine's.
Those were munched on beyond recognition.
It's official. The wedding is taking over our home.