TWENTY EIGHth street


The jobs that take you to the flower market early in the morning on 28th street are the best ones. Right now I'm grabbing peachy dahlias that are too beautiful to be real. I have Fabian at G.Page pack them in a bucket of water- if he wrapped them in paper all I'd have by the time I get to studio is an armful of petals. I can only get them to last a day, but what a great day that is. Also, there are peonies! Who knew. The watermelon ones turn ombre after a day- pale, pale pink at the top and darker pink at the bottom. They are so big (and so early for their season) I'm pretty sure they are the result of some diabolical scheme...maybe in Denmark?