Maybe it's our cosmic sister connection or the influence of the avant grade Czech film Daisies or a reinvigorated desire to sink our teeth into this flower-filled harvest season, but both Lily and I have found ourselves rocking flower crowns as of late. I love those moments when you and your friend separately stumble onto the same (petal strewn) path.
For me, flower crowns are a sweet antidote to a blue day and a luscious celebration of my whole self. There's this small part of me that sometimes worries that my appreciation for aesthetic arrest, for beautifully potted succulents and fields of wildflowers, for pretty dresses and peonies, undermines my work as an environmental activist. As playful and compassion-driven as my approach to creating change is, I don't want to be perceived as a manic pixie dream girl. I get frustrated when the years that I've spent on farms working my ass off in the early dawn and hauling heavy machinery is written off as some pastoral pastime.
In truth, this fear is a very tiny part of me. Most of the time, I just don't care. I love working hard and wearing floral jumpsuits. But flower crowns came into my life when I needed to be reminded that the beauty way is real. My friend Nikita taught me how to craft thrifted flower crowns (check out her sweet DIY) with the promise that putting one on would transform my day. I totally get it now. Here's why:
(1) FLOWER CROWNS MAKE YOU FEEL LIKE A BADASS FAIRY QUEEN
Every time I put on my flower crown, I feel like I am more fully embodying the capable, creative earth goddess that sits barefoot on the grassy floor of my soul. I just feel FLOWERY and COOL and GROOVY (all good words). It also helps me feel comfortable owning my weirdness. Some people treat me like I am a cloying basic bitch who might very well burst into song at the sight of a black-capped chickadee (Fat chance. I only sing to plants, and only when I am on a run). Others ask where they can grab their own. I feel so comfortable in my flower crown that their reactions just don't affect me. So you think I'm trying too hard? That's okay. This is where I am at right now and I am going to leave little bits of leaf EVERYWHERE.
(2) FLOWER CROWNS REMIND YOU TO TUNE INTO NATURE
When I'm riding that fairy queen vibe, I feel like I am holding a little bit of the natural world even when I'm hunched over my laptop at the library. And it reminds me to find deep, delicious joy in the environment I'm in—to celebrate our world and not only fear for her future. With my flower crown on, that purpose-driven party spirit is already in play.
(3) FLOWER CROWNS ARE A RIOTOUSLY PRETTY F.U. TO A BAD DAY
I once had to go to a dumb thing for a dumb job for a dumb boss that I didn't want to go to because (you're not going to guess this) it was dumb. But then I put on my flower crown and I felt like THE boss. I wasn't going to let my sexist superior wear me down. I was going to be pretty and flowery and respected.
(4) FLOWER CROWNS ARE ALL ABOUT THE BEAUTY WAY
We live in a culture that so often prizes function over beauty. This utilitarian approach spills over into our destructive relationship with the environment. Wearing a flower crown feels like a (very) small way of reclaiming the radical role of beauty in spurring a more holistic, love-filled, and thoughtful relationship with our natural world. We all just need more beauty and love in our lives, you know?
So there you have it, loamy loves. Four reasons why your next rainy day craft project should be dedicated to hot gluing thrifted flowers onto a strip of ribbon as you eat chocolate peanut butter out of the jar and listen to Solange.