I’ve always wanted to channel my inner florist. You know, casually snip stems, tilt my head, and say things like “It needs more texture.” So when we did Alice’s 9-month photos for May, Brett grabbed me two Trader Joe’s bouquets, after Alice’s photo shoot I lived my best flower-arranging fantasy.

I shoved them in a Mason jar, fluffed a little, spun it around like I knew what I was doing, and BAM. Instant kitchen joy. It’s been over a week and they’re still holding on like true champs.

Am I a pro? Absolutely not. Did I pretend I was designing a $200 arrangement for a fancy hotel lobby? Obviously. Did I nail it? Debatable. But every time I walk by, I feel like I should be wearing an apron and charging someone $85 for this “wild and whimsical” masterpiece.

Be honest. Do I have a future or should I stick to plastic Halloween skeletons and call it good?