(Photo via Hommemaker)
Succulents. Like, completely obsessed. I’m finding ways of bringing all conversations round to them. It’s like,
Poor unsuspecting friend: “oh hey, how are you?’
Me: “Oh good, you know what else is good? PLANTING SUCCULENTS.”
PUF: …*backs away slowly*
Seriously though. I love them. They’re so smooth and calm and chic and somehow cooler than you are. I feel a little bit like they might be the Gwyneth Paltrow of the plant world, pre the whole ‘conscious uncoupling’ thing.
(Photo via Pinterest)
I recently went on a succulent buying mission to B&Q, but it turns out that succulents are actually way too cool for B&Q and weren’t there. Despite going to B&Q specifically to buy some of these bad boys, I wasn’t too bummed out as I got to spend a ton of time looking for trolleys, queuing, and hanging out with all the cool guys, just chilling in the car park. IT WAS HELL.
I had to calm down by coming home and looking at pictures like this
(Photo via Pinterest)
See? So calming.
However, the gods of the succulents were looking down on me, as I was walking past this little pop up florist later in the day on a shopping run, and lo and behold – there were some adorable mini succulents, looking like they were waiting for me, like long lost plant loves. I slightly freaked out the florist by being so excited, and she gave 6 of them to me for the bargain price of £1.89 each. Is it a bargain? I have literally no idea. Plant pricing is a new and alien concept to me, but here I did feel a little bit like I was buying happiness. Especially after the horrors of B&Q. To be completely honest, I would probably still have bought them even if they had been a fiver. Because did I mention that I love them?
At the moment they’re just chilling out in their new glass home in the little plastic pots they came in. Soon, they will be given new soil and grit, so they can be a bit more comfortable and a little bit less pot-y, but that requires specialist knowledge about draining, which requires asking my Mama, as she knows everything.
Right now they’re hanging out on my dressing table and generally making me feel fulfilled and happy and that little bit chic-er. Such is the power of the plants. LOVE THEM.
Soon, my life will look like this, and I will be happy forever more:
(photo via blushinginthedark)