They used to call me Clementine….
In another life, not so long ago, I was at the helm of a busy, larger than life shop called Clementine Posy.
Clementine Posy started as the dream of a 24 year old manic pixie dream girl filled with ribbons and roses and fragrant posies and took me and my floral expertise to heights I could barely imagine. It was wild and beautiful and at times, incredibly intense, which I loved.
It grew and it grew and we had beautiful customers and the most amazing team but flowers turned to admin and admin turned to stress and I felt an ache. An ache to create like I used to. To climb ladders and paint orchids and dye ribbons and build floral dreamscapes and not to worry about anything else except what was in front of me, on the bench, and so, I made the most difficult decision I could have imagined and that spanning, beautiful Clementine chapter was closed, forever.
In my world, and the world of everyone I love, flowers and Ash are synonymous.. BLOM (flowers) ASKA (ash)
I am obsessed with flowers, I always have been. I watch them grow, I cry with delight when I see a new bloom, I sob when a season ends.
I have spent everything I have ever earned travelling the world to see what flowers look like in different countries, climates, landscapes. I take photos of roses in grandmothers gardens and will never forget the heady scent of my grandfathers frangipani trees. I can recall every celebrity bridal bouquet , plan events around what flowers will be in season and and can never pick a favourite. I love flowering branches and tiny violets and giant peonies and fragrant roses and frilly tulips and huge heads of hydrangea and tiny beads of lily of the valley and everything, EVERYTHING in between.
20 years, a million bouquets, hundreds of beautiful weddings, and what feels like a lifetime of experience have led me back to where I started.
Just me, flowers, and a desire to create.
And so that is what I am going to do, if you’ll let me. Tell me your wildest floral fantasies and let’s make them come true. Outrageously beautiful bouquets sent to the ones you love, bridal tables bursting with blooms bigger than the beat in your hearts. Florals cascading down tables set for family and friends, unexpected posies of perfection just because they can be, I want it all. Made by me, delivered by me, and remembered forever, I promise.