
This is what I got into floristry for: clients who describe their ideal design aesthetic as “we stumbled upon an overgrown, ethereal greenhouse in the woodlands, plucked the most whimsical, textural, autumnal wildflowers we found there, and got married.” This was our last wedding of 2024, and I know I say this truly almost every […]
I run Edges Wild Studio, a one-woman floral design house rooted in story, wild imagination, and a deep respect for both beauty and logistics. My work blends art and ecology, myth and material — ferns, feathers, bones, blooms — all arranged with obsessive attention to detail and a devotion to craft that’s borderline spiritual (or at the very least... deeply nerdy). I thrive in that strange, delicious overlap between creative freedom and technical precision, where florals become more than décor; they become memory, mood, and metaphor. If you’ve just stumbled in via blog post, welcome. This is where I unpack the behind-the-scenes of the work I love most: the how, the why, the weird little details that make it sing.