Once upon a time in a land far far away, there lived a partial spring fling queen… named
G retechen Wieners, Dale Anne, and she was addicted to flower crowns. Hold up, that’s me we’re talking about. And hopefully you too, if you’ve taken a hot second out of your day to peruse this piece about petals. Tough call between this link and the buzzfeed list below I’m sure. I digress. Petals. Flower crowns. And breaking grounds. I’m both perplexed and not-so-perplexed at the fact that the flower crown trend is STILL happening. The Dolce & Gabbana’s F/W 2012 collection happened like a majillion years ago and we’re still seeing these blossoms blooming on the noggins of bloggers (like this one), celebs, festival dolls and Harry Styles on occasion. Hell, I bought this one just a little while ago where I stood in front of a wall of crowns that certainly could have been mistaken for a florist. A piece of me died and went to heaven the very instant I purchased this piece of pretty-ness. And to think that back in the day fake flowers were the most hideous thing to set root on your mum’s darkwood side table. Nasty.
Nasty put some clothes on, I told ya
Don’t walk out your house without no clothes on, I told ya
Girl what ya thinkin’ bout lookin’ that to’ down, I told ya
These men don’t want no hot female that’s been around the block female, you nasty girl. Hollaaaa! A moment for Destiny’s Child.
And a moment for the resilience that is the flower crown. Bitches love ya, blommetjie.
Photography: Tim Corden-Lloyd (this boy’s got aaaall the talent).