add some blue die to the water and the tutti frutti ribbon will look great


August 23rd, 2007

This was the suggestion from my new step daughter who had flown in from Colorado that morning. I really hoped she was kidding. I suggested that we put goldfish in the blue water and give the guests pingpong balls. She KNEW I was kidding.

“The white ribbon that we bought is actually tutti-frutti rainbow colored” said my mom.

What?! Yes indeed. The outside of the ribbon had bleached to white (not a popular ribbon, I guess, and if you could see it you would know why). After a few vases had been prepared, the true color of the ribbon came out. The ribbon was subtly variegated pastel pink, yellow and blue. It would have been great for a hippie wedding, but it didn’t really scream classy urban wedding.

So we sent mom to the fabric store. She called to tell me that the store only had one roll of white ribbon in the width we needed. It was a 10 yard ribbon (at the time we thought we needed 30 yards) and it was $2 per yard. Gasp! I told her to forget it, we would go back to the floral supply place. We figured out later that we needed to go anyway because one of the glass vases was broken when we took it out of the case. So my mom and I drove over to the flower supply store to get our new supplies. We were glad that we had started prepping on Thursday because we still had time to do last minute supply runs.

It was a good thing we did. We got in line behind a real florist who was very chatty and was giving us lots of great tips (none of which I can remember now, but we did find them helpful and we used them).  What I do remember is that she thought we were nuts for doing our own flowers. Yet another person to think we were nuts. Once we had all of the flowers prepped, we took them to my local coffee shop to tuck them into the walk-in. The coffee shop owner had graciously allowed us to use her walk-in box to store our flowers. I think she was very surprised at how many flowers there were. But we stuffed them all in there and told her we would be back the next day.


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