How I Pulled Off My Own Wedding Flowers (And Turned My Hotel Room Into a Flower Jungle)

Doing my own wedding flowers was always a dream of mine—and also one of the wildest, most magical, and chaotic experiences I’ve ever taken on. I got married in downtown Boston, which made it a destination wedding for me and my now-husband since we were living in New Hampshire at the time.

I had this very specific floral vision in my head—romantic, whimsical, and overflowing with blooms—so I knew the only way to bring it to life exactly how I imagined was to do it myself.

Why I Did My Own Flowers

Besides being obsessed with flowers (obviously), I knew what I wanted and couldn’t find a florist who could capture that exact look within my budget. But also—and this was a big part of it—my closest friends live all over the world, and when one of us gets married, we make it a point to spend the whole week leading up to the wedding together.

I knew I’d have time, and I knew I wouldn’t be doing it alone. It became this beautiful mix of logistics, laughter, late nights, and a lot of floral tape.

Six Months of Planning

Yes, six whole months of sourcing, planning, budgeting, and designing. I spent countless hours researching flower wholesalers, figuring out quantities, and drawing up mood boards.

I even created a spreadsheet (or three) to keep it all organized. I treated this like a full-time side hustle because honestly… it kind of was.

A Killer Support Team

My bridesmaid was my second-in-command—she knew the vision, the vibe, the color palette, everything. My sister-in-law, who used to be a floral designer (bless her), brought serious skills to the table.

Add in a crew of super-talented, up-for-anything bridesmaids, and we had the flower dream team.

Flower Sourcing & Hotel Room Jungle

I ordered around 2,000 stems (yes, you read that right) to be delivered straight to our hotel in Boston. When the boxes arrived, my room transformed into a literal flower shop—blooms everywhere, buckets lining the walls, petals on the carpet.

It was a jungle in the best way. Getting everything to the venue was another challenge. I hired a TaskRabbit to haul all the arrangements from the hotel to the venue—and that person deserves a medal. Total lifesaver.

15 Hours of Flower Madness

Over the course of three days, eight of us worked a combined 15 hours to bring the floral vision to life. It was late-night arranging after wedding welcome events, morning bouquet-making with coffee, and impromptu flower tutorials in the hallway.

It was chaotic, exhausting, fun, and so deeply special. I wouldn’t trade those nights of floral frenzy with my friends for anything.

The Final Sprint

While my husband and I were off taking wedding photos, my wedding coordinator handled the flower delivery and final setup.

Meanwhile, my right-hand bridesmaid literally jumped into an Uber to make sure the venue looked perfect before guests arrived. (If that’s not love, I don’t know what is.)

The Flip Mission

After the ceremony, she led the charge to flip the space from ceremony to reception—moving florals, rearranging chairs, lighting candles, making it feel completely transformed in a matter of minutes.

The Vision? French Countryside Dream

Think: lush, romantic, and totally overflowing with florals. I wanted a vibe that felt like we had stepped into a French countryside garden—soft pastels, whimsical shapes, and textures everywhere.

Even with just 60 guests, the flowers made it feel like a fairytale.

Would I Recommend It?

If you love flowers, don’t mind a little chaos, and have an amazing team—absolutely. It was one of the most rewarding parts of my wedding.

But it’s not for the faint of heart. It takes planning, help, and a lot of flexibility (and maybe a backup pair of scissors).

It was beautiful, emotional, fun, and totally unforgettable. And yes—my hotel room really did look like a flower jungle.

Thinking about DIY-ing your wedding flowers? I say go for it—just give yourself plenty of time, build your support squad, and don’t forget to soak in the joy of creating something so personal on such a meaningful day.