I got a bouquet of flowers for a gift yesterday! It was the first time someone had gifted me one, and I hardly know her! But I guess the sentiment counts, and the scent... while walking down CP, I felt like one of those beauty queens newly bestowed with a title and trying to strategically balance a huge bouquet on one hand, while fingering the precariously-placed crown with the other. Minus the beauty-queen part and the crown. But I did attempt it, along with the stiff hand-wave at delighted audience. I sniffed and savoured whiffs of sweet, sweet flower fragrance- rose and gladiola and... mustard-flower? Some pretty yellow specimen. Exuberant about it on the metro . Blah to what people must have thought. I know it's no biggie... I just happened to love flowers... and to turn twenty the day I got them. Thanks Jenny!
