A modern woman can do almost anything: she earns, travels, solves problems, and changes the world. Yes, I can buy myself flowers. I can choose the most beautiful bouquet, wrap it in delicate paper, and even write myself a card if I want.

But… why should I, if there’s a man who can do it?

Flowers are not just about decoration. They’re a gesture. A sign. A moment of attention that warms the heart. It’s about knowing that a man thought about me — even for a second, even just walking past a flower shop, he stopped, considered, wanted to bring me joy. And he did.

I don’t need luxury. Just one flower, given with warmth, can say more than the longest letter. It’s in that moment I feel important. I see that a man can be tender, romantic, and real.
When a man gives flowers, he doesn’t just offer petals. He gives attention, mood, a little magic in the ordinary day. As if whispering: "You are special to me. I’m glad you exist."

So yes, I can buy myself flowers. But I don’t want to. I want a man to do it… because his flowers always smell different 🌸✨