As far removed from white roses as possible.
Second time around.
To be worn with a short scarlett frock.
And in case the bride hadn’t opened her mouth, a bit of tartan to get the Scottish thing across.
Didn’t want sparkly pins stuck in roses – there is a huge rant about this coming later. Along with the ‘no list’ that’s now pinned up in the shop. It’s growing. Well you know how I like to cultive things. Although some things I’d gladly poison.*