I traded one vice for another, Facebook for Instagram. I got off the Facebook sauce, quit cold turkey, like ripping a band-aid off fast- I clicked deactivate (you can permanently delete your account, but that baby holds more of my pictures than probably the amount I've accumulated during my lifetime on a digital/disposable/polaroid camera) and let me tell you, I was so productive that first day. Well maybe not super duper productive, but you never realize how many moments add up until you're not checking your timeline or profile page every five minutes. I also am less jealous of the illusions from other people, and don't have to hear their political nonsense (automatic defriend in my book).
Anyway, I still do Twitter and Instagram (flourgal) so I hope you follow along. Send me a tweet or comment and I'll follow back! Stay connected with the Flour LA Facebook page while you're at it! I love reading the comments and seeing the "likes". I do pay attention to everything (my ego would't have it any other way).
©Carly Cylinder 2012. All Rights Reserved for the photos below.
Above: Me, in my classic striped shirt that's in nearly every photo (embarrassing), and one of my fav bouquets.
Below: For a film clip featuring flowers and herbs. White pitcher as the vase filled with statice, protea, strawflowers, scabiosa pods, and basil.
My good friend Billy's dog Koda. His company Stray Angel Film is the best camera rentals in LA!
Below: Batman flowers - a creative boutonniere. Scabiosa pod, air plant, black basil
Gothic flowers for my friend Meg's stepmom. Meg Hall, owner of Made by Meg, is a badass caterer.
Below: My friend Maya's dog Mimi, of Maya Myers photography. Made this collar for her during the pop-up shop. Can also double as a bracelet. Crafty.
Above: Awesome spray-painted graffiti ti leaves for badass, unique flowers. For the Pop-Up shop.
Above: Footage from my pop-up shop. To be edited a year later.
Below: Phallic flowers. Naughty naughty. Reminds me of watermelon - protea and anthirium.
Cocktail arrangement once described as looking like a turkey. I like it. I like the checkered pattern.
Below: Me at 3am doing flowers. Some would call that being a crackhead. I was sober, promise.
Above: Cut this out of a teen mag when I was, yup, a teen! See? They do teach girls self-confidence. No Madonna did, not the mag. In any case, I still have this on my desk. That's my Pop Bernie. I lost him when I was 16. Really sad. I love him a lot.
Below: My little brother, the great artist, hipster, and sometimes comedian (per him- he told me, I can't write drama. I'm like, um since when did you start writing comedy?!)
Above: My fav centerpiece ever. You know, the one that I wrote the scathing rant about that later got taken down. Yep that one. I love it- so Mid-Summer's Night forrest magical feeling flowers. Too bad it never got to be made.
The Flower Chef
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