Being a costume designer is super fun. I get to pull designs from my brain, create them, make a giant mess, and see designs from my head make it onstage to become part of a large professional production. It’s the stuff of dreams and more than I could have asked for. But, being part of a dying theatre genre isn’t all fun and games. It’s severely underpaid the hours are long and arduous. Grad school would leave you to believe that as a designer, that’s all you do; design. You don’t have to manage the wardrobe, build anything, strike anything… just design. And that’s the farthest thing from the truth. For six weeks, I’m designing, sourcing, pulling, renting, meeting, tweaking, freaking out and trying to meet co-director’s demands on a dime budget, all while delivering a 50K dollar look.
During tech week, when I all but disappear from the blogosphere, I’m pulling 18 hour work days, and sleeping 5 hours or less a night. When Spamalot was in #dresstech, Red saw me one morning and declared with open arms, “Mama! You’re BACK!” which was both the sweetest and more horrible thing I had ever heard. And the tech weeks keep getting worse and worse. That week, I cried twice, bled before 9am and didn’t get a chance to eat for 2 days. Except breakfast. That is not an exaggeration.
When opening night came, I freaking sent myself flowers. Because I survived and I deserved it. Now, we all know sending flowers can get expensive. You start out with a $29.99 special, and by the time you’re done with the vase, S&H, delivery charge and the-delivery-guy-stepped-on-a-frog tax, you’re spending $65. Not so good with the initial price tag.
That’s when I found The Bouqs. Large bouquets of flowers grown on the side of a volcano in South America with free delivery. It’s kinda like carmax. The price you see is the price you pay. End of story. Sounds like it’s fake, doesn’t it?! But these flowers were pristine, wrapped in recycled paper and nestled in a super cute box. You get absolutely no pictures of the flowers wrapped up, because I was a tear-stained hot mess when I opened them at 2am (again, not an exaggeration). In fact, these pictures were from the third day I had them…..
They lasted about two weeks before they passed from this world to the next, and I was very happy to have them. And they didn’t come with any of that filler greenery that dies in two days. Just the flowers and their brilliant leaves. I chose lilies because they are my favorite, but there are lots of different styles to choose from. And what they picture is actually what you get. No surprises, no dead flowers, just awesomeness. I’m really impressed.
My set costs $40, and was the smallest of the 3 available sizes (prices set there, too). Don’t have time to wait for your flowers to come from a volcano? (Earliest delivery is about a week) No worries. You can have them from California for only $10 more the next frickin’ day. For reals. And if you are sleep deprived because your director asked for two more full-sized showgirl headdresses in 12 hours, they leave you nice little directions on the box about how to care for your flowers. And that little flower-food pack
End verdict? I’ve gotta cut back on shows. I mean, these flowers are really nice. I would buy them again. And if I would get them for myself, you know I’d get them for someone else Or Hubs could read this and buy me some more… you know… for fun…
Disclaimer: I recieved credit to choose a small bouw of my choice from https://www.thebouqs.com/. All thoughts, and honest reviews are my own.