Schaaf Floral

Schaaf Floral

Posted by Bud Dauphin on April 7, 2014 | Last Updated: July 31, 2014 Holidays Prom Flowers

A Little Story of a Corsage on The Day of Prom…

She picked me up from the flower shop and smiled right away. My purple color created a twinkle in her eye. My rhinestones sparkled with every turn. She loved my beaded bracelet that she was going to wear the whole night. I was the sidekick to her dress and we went together perfectly. These silver leaves showed off every pedal of myself. I felt just as glamorous as she did.

The dinner smelt so delicious. She kept sneaking a breadstick every now and then. My ribbon accidently swiped in some ketchup as she was grabbing a french fry. She quickly gasped and made sure that I didn’t smell like ketchup for the rest of the night.

The dance floor was unbelievable. The lights changed directions every minute. She danced all night and I moved with her at every twist. Some of my rhinestones fell off in the midst of it, but I still had that sparkle that no one else did.

My pedals may have faded throughout the night, but it was such an experience to be at prom. I saw the stage of the grand march. I saw the inside of a limo. Most importantly, I saw the last slow dance that ended with a kiss. She gave me one last look and detached me from her purple beaded bracelet. Off I went and off she went holding hands with her date reminiscing about how great prom really was.