During college, I found myself in a small flower shop, where I fell in love with creativity, beauty, and the way flowers could speak without words. They marked life’s most meaningful moments: weddings, graduations, showers, and even farewells, each one a chapter honored with blooms.

What I cherished most was not just the flowers but the people. Strangers shared their most intimate stories, their triumphs, trials, and love in its purest form. In those moments, I realized flowers are more than arrangements. They are storytellers.

After graduation, I began a new chapter at Bain, a season filled with growth, mentorship, and lessons I will always carry with me. For that time, I am deeply grateful. Yet even then, my weekends belonged to flowers. From my living room, I designed weddings, one bouquet leading to another, until what began as a passion started to take root as a dream.