Flowers

They must be the most wonderful, polytropic, all-purpose, undemanding and confusing gift in the world.  Anniversaries, weddings, house-warmings, funerals; Thank You, Forgive Me, I Love You, Recover Soon, Sorry to See You Go with a subtext of good riddance – there is no one occasion that one cannot gift another with flowers.

They say flowers have meanings. But these meanings don’t matter. If the person you give these flowers to doesn’t like tulips, a bouquet of tulips is as good as a scrubby tuft of grass. I’ll tell you what matters. Timing. Timing matters. Try sending flowers to your girlfriend a week after Valentine’s Day. Or try sending flowers on Valentine’s Day but wake up to finding them wilting in the vase. In this case, a cactus emoji on WhatsApp might just do a better job.

I love receiving flowers. But I never give much thought about them.

Two weeks ago, I painted a mélange of national flowers for my uncle’s birthday; each one of them represents the country that he’s lived in in the last 73 years. Then I received an email from the agent of A Better Florist – one of the top rated flower delivery services started from Singapore and now expanded to Hong Kong, Dubai, United Arab Emirates, Abu Dhabi and my home country, Malaysia.

I said yes, started looking into their business and starting looking into flowers.

It was then my interests in these handsome little seed-bearers spring into life.

Flowers are always presentable. They are never too cheap, always beautiful, gladdening, stirring; never thankless and most importantly, undemanding on part of the givers. Your command to a florist is like a wave of a magic wand. Your order endowed with the ability to conjure up a big grateful smile on the person who is at the receiving end of these blossoming beauties.

That’s why the florist matters.

Look at these flowers. Then go to their website. And have that one person in your mind. How would one of these bouquets make that someone feel? Then click purchase. Then go about your day. You’ve done your job. Now let the florist do theirs.

With love x