bouquets. I think they are a waste of plastic crinkley, money and flowers. and everytime we had a celebration, we’d get a bunch and as soon as the guests back were turned i’d mumble and grumble.
and every year I notice that I’ve been mumbling and grumbling louder than ever…
finally. I’ve turned over a new er petal
when life hands you bouquets, my stance is make pookalams 🙂
not really lovely by mallu standards, I agree;
but i’m tam!