Comments on: Flora.

By: rockmama-in-waiting

rockmama-in-waiting — Fri, 17 Nov 2006 10:02:06 +0000

The Victorians clearly didn’t have enough to do and were far cattier than a dozen interns at Vogue to have made up this whole floral language thing. They just spent all day arranging flowers in order to tell some bright young thing around the corner the Victorian equivelant of “Bitch, my man ain’t yo baby’s daddy!”

By: maria

maria — Thu, 16 Nov 2006 19:58:43 +0000

these are all great! The Orange Blossom one cracks me up!

By: TB

TB — Mon, 13 Nov 2006 22:00:15 +0000

This is awesome.

Daisies: I’m going to talk about myself all night until your eyes glaze over then expect you to split the check.

Calendula: I’m an overly spitty kisser.

Gardenia: I’m not over my ex. Don’t waste your time.

Orange Blossom: I still live at home and my parents’ garage is decorated with Pamela Anderson posters.

By: christina

christina — Mon, 13 Nov 2006 17:21:27 +0000

fvck. that explains my marriage. we were jinxed from the start.

By: andy

andy — Mon, 13 Nov 2006 16:30:44 +0000

Nice Alexa. This list would’ve saved me some time before! I’ve always kicked myself thinking that there was no away to truly show my feelings of “I shall not survive you” in foliage. You’re even better than wikipedia, dude.

I think Tulips would have to mean something related to hooking too, though I haven’t put that all together yet.

By: Flicka

Flicka — Mon, 13 Nov 2006 15:10:01 +0000

*can’t stop laughing*

By: Sugar Pixie

Sugar Pixie — Mon, 13 Nov 2006 14:55:55 +0000

Larkspur (infidelity): My wife just doesn’t understand me.
Yellow Chrysanthemum (slighted love): It’s not me, it’s you.
Raspberry (remorse): I knew we should have used a condom.
Foxglove (insincerity): No, of course that doesn’t make you look fat.

By: Megs

Megs — Mon, 13 Nov 2006 12:12:23 +0000

That is fucking HILARIOUS!

Rhododendron: I am jobless; please support me.

By: Manuela

Manuela — Mon, 13 Nov 2006 05:34:55 +0000

I once had a date with a guy who showed up with a cactus on our first date. I’m not even joking. At least he warned me he was a prick ahead of time… so I do see your point.

By: Erin

Erin — Mon, 13 Nov 2006 03:24:59 +0000

Larkspur: Hey honey, why haven’t you introduced me to your best man before?

I had yellow roses in my bouquet for the simple reason that they looked nice with the daisies that were the main flower. Perhaps I was jealous of J–he might have looked better in his tux than I did in my dress!