Until death do us part: this is how I rescued my bridal bouquet
Are you supposed to just chuck the bridal bouquet in the green bin after the wedding? I can’t bring myself to do that. So I’m testing two ways to preserve the flowers.
«Your wedding is the best day of your life.» How I always hated that ancient phrase. And then I found myself standing on the shore of Lake Constance with my newlywed husband. Before us sat 30 guests with watery eyes. Next to us, a little family of ducks paddled by and I thought, «Crap, the sentence really is true!»
In the meantime, the wedding high has (almost) faded away. But every time I pass the dining table, my heart leaps. There, bundled in my bridal bouquet, are the memories of our big day, created by my dear friend, a talented florist who I was maid of honour for.
The bouquet is made of:
- Eucalyptus
- Poppy pods
- Fountain grass (Pennisetum)
- Masterwort (Astrantia)
- Prairie gentians (Lisianthus)
- Roses
- Baby’s breath (Gypsophila)
- Pincushion flowers (Scabiosa)
Every day I stick my nose in and replay our wedding in my mind’s eye. That was until today, when I was shocked to see the roses and the eucalyptus have started to droop.
Is today the day where I have to carry my bridal bouquet to the green bin grave? I refuse! There must be a way to save the flowers. After some research, I’m relieved to learn that bridal bouquets can be preserved. You can do the following:
- Turn them in dry salt or powder.
- Place them in washing powder, sand, silica gel or glycerine.
- Dip them in dipping wax.
Okay... I don’t have any of that at home. Isn’t there a simpler solution? Yes, there is! I test the following preservation options:
Option 1: dry the bridal bouquet
Dried flowers have always been my kind of thing. Originally, I wanted them in my bridal bouquet. Will this wish now come true? Even though I read that the flowers should be as fresh as possible, I’m going to give it a go.
- I carefully take the bridal bouquet out of the water and dab the stems with a cloth. I remove the stems that aren’t that fresh anymore.
- Since I don't want the bouquet to rot later, I want to dry it thoroughly in the oven. Caution: many bridal bouquets contain flammable materials. I comb through the bouquet. Nothing. I lie the individual flowers on the baking paper. Off to the oven! I read on a website that 100 degrees is supposed to be optimal to dry the flowers. Another one says 40 degrees. I choose the golden mean and set it to 70 degrees.
- The oven glass fogs up slightly. Is that moisture? I open the oven a bit and let it escape. After 30 minutes, I pull the tray out of the oven and let the slightly shrivelled flowers cool.
- To make sure the bouquet doesn’t end up brittle and to make the colours last longer, I spray the flowers with a little hairspray (clear varnish also works). Then I tie them together and leave a long piece of the cord at the end (about 50 centimetres).
- Next, I head to the basement. There, I hang the flowers upside down on the slatted shed. Other cool, dry and dark places are suitable, too.
Option 2: press the bridal bouquet
I don’t completely trust the option with the bridal bouquet in the cellar. What if the flowers weren’t fresh enough? So I decide to test the pressing option too.
- Before I put the bridal bouquet in the oven (see above), I set aside a few particularly beautiful, intact flowers and stems (maximum A4 size).
- To get rid of the moisture, I decide to use an iron. To do this, I put the flowers on the ironing board and cover them with a newspaper. Then I hold the iron over them for about 15 seconds at the lowest setting.
- After just five seconds, it begins to fizzle. Perfect. The liquid is escaping.
- After the flowers and stems are dry, I grab a big old book. I open it in the last third, put in two pieces of newspaper (blotting paper also works) and carefully place a few flowers in between them. A few pages ahead, I do the same with the next bunch. And so on. When all the little flowers are stowed away, I close the book.
- The last thing I need is a heavy weight. A table, a flower pot, or heavy books? Any of them would work. But my eyes go to my boyfriend’s (er, husband’s!) guitar amp. I remember how much we suffered while hauling this colossus thing into our place. Its perfect!
Now I just have to wait. In a month’s time, I can pull out the pressed flowers from under the guitar amp – and in two months, the bouquet from the cellar. Will that be the second-best day of my life? Or am I giving the mould the best time of its life? I’ll keep you updated.
Have you dried or pressed flowers before? Share your stories and tips in the comments!
I like anything that has four legs or roots. The books I enjoy let me peer into the abyss of the human psyche. Unlike those wretched mountains that are forever blocking the view – especially of the sea. Lighthouses are a great place for getting some fresh air too, you know?