i’ve noticed a new trend in floral arranging lately and it entails dried, and well, dead floral elements of nature. but if you’re anything like me you may tend to find these imperfect former beauties rather stunning. flowers, abandoned branches, and foliage turn a new corner and are reborn so to speak, giving them a new life of celebratory decay — faded, sentimental and often very romantic. a very wabi-sabi kind of vibe. i’ve taken to saving my dried out bouquets and randomly collecting brittle palm fronds and pampas grass in the park on my walks with lucy. if you see someone in L.A. carting away the pleated carcass of a former palm tree, that’ll be me — no shame, no gain. and hey — they’re free! foraging at its finest.