07/31/2026
At Five Field Avenue, I don’t just make cards. I overthink them. I coordinate them with invitations, obsess over textures no one consciously notices, and convince myself that adding one more flower is always the correct decision.
People think forest fairies (like myself) spend their days dancing with butterflies.
Incorrect.
Some of us are cutting cardstock at 23:47, arguing with ribbon, hot glue, and tiny faux flower that absolutely refuse to stay where it was told.
This wild flowers keepsake box was inspired by Nora’s friend’s wedding invitation and handcrafted with paper, faux florals, unreasonable attention to detail, and the quiet confidence of a Slavic woman who has survived IKEA furniture without ever reading the instructions.
Elegant? Yes.
Slightly unhinged? Also yes.
Listen, being magical is exhausting, okay? 🥰
Ps. Thank you, Nora! I was so happy to get my gear out and work on this. ❤️