Our story
A little shop that fell hopelessly for flowers
Bloom started as a single bucket of market tulips on a borrowed table, sold out by noon. Ten springs later we're still on the same corner, still up before sunrise, still convinced that a hand-tied bouquet is the most romantic thing you can carry through a city.
We work foam-free, buy from growers we know by name, and arrange everything the day it leaves the studio. No coolers full of last week's stems — just whatever the season is being generous with, tied with twine and a handwritten note.
From field to doorstep
How a Bloom bouquet comes to be
01 · Sourcing
Picked at dawn, from growers we adore
Three mornings a week we walk the market before the city wakes, choosing stems by scent and stem-snap, not by catalog. Local farms first, always — peonies in May, dahlias in September, whatever the season is whispering.
02 · Design
Arranged the same day, never before
Every bouquet is built at the bench the day you order it — wild on one side, romantic on the other, balanced in the hand. We tie with twine, wrap in kraft, and tuck in a card written with a real pen.
03 · Delivery
On a porch by evening, still cool with dew
Order by 1pm and your flowers cross the city the same afternoon, carried upright and unsquashed. We text a photo at the door, because the look on someone's face is half the gift.
Come see what the season brought in
Tell us the occasion and the budget — the studio will choose the stems and make it unforgettable.