d.c, you made me think of the planning for that photo, and what kind of conversation it could have been. And I facepalmed.
“Okay, so I have this line of roses here. What to do… Eureka! Here, hold still. Let me just…”
“What are you doing?”
“Sorry, I just had to tuck them in a little. They were going to fall out of your crack. Can you clench on them a little? Sweet Jesus, don’t crush them.”
“Sorry. Are you sure this is a good idea?”
“Definitely! It’ll look great! Now lemme throw this veil over you. CLENCH WOMAN LEST THEY FALL.”