This is the flower shop of my dreams. You know, the dream where I walk in and ask to have a bouquet made for my mum and they'll make an exquisitely unique one (and they won't arrange it like stiff soldiers on parade or suffocate it in ugly paper and plastic after)? I've been looking for this place all my life. Style is very artlessly elegant, which is difficult to find!
They also sell candles poured into teacups and vintage cans. The lemon smells incredible. It has a very unassuming storefront- A few doors down from Glory Hole.
Love, love, love, love, love.