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Handshakes have been practiced since ancient Greece and disappeared in the last 2.5 years.

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Fall Wedding Flower Ideas

Bold and Bright

Fall is synonymous with a warm color palette of reds, oranges, and yellows. But if you want to make your bouquet pop against the ever-changing backdrop, turn up the saturation. This bright, unapologetically bold batch is equal parts autumnal and eye-catching.

Think Pink

Why limit your autumn palette to red and orange? For an unexpected pop of color—and one that doesn’t stray too far from fall’s warm tones—incorporate some pink. This bouquet uses various shades of the hue for a cozy, tonal effect

Bright and Rich

During a season that is both bright and brown, this arrangement tows the line between those two worlds in a fun way. It includes a mixture of vibrant hued flowers—pin-cushion protea, ranunculus, spray roses—as well burnt oranges leaves, for an effect that’s festively fall.

Pretty Pastels

Just because you’re getting married in the fall doesn’t mean you have to completely ditch the airy neutrals. It feels crisp and fresh like the change in weather. Dahlias and roses took center stage in this bouquet.

Go Big With Greenery

Speaking of a neutral palette, it is possible to make a bunch of blush and white blooms more seasonally appropriate. The key? Surrounding your neutral blooms with lush, leafy greens. This winning combination pays tribute to Mother Nature herself.

Burgundy Bouquet

Romantically moody and undeniably luxe, this burgundy bouquet is comprised of black calla lilies, roses, blushing bride protea, rice flower, ivory spray roses, and white snowberry.

Stay Cool

If your wedding palette is on the cooler side of the color spectrum, sprinkle some purple blooms into your bouquet. This mix of purple adds a wow factor to this soft bridal batch.

Burnished Foliage

This fall bride loves orange.  She used marigolds with other burnished foliage to create a sophisticated autumn palette.

Rich Reds, Pinks, and Cappuccino

Red-and-pink might seem like a tricky palette for a fall wedding, but mix in deep, oxblood tones and a neutral (like, these cappuccino roses tinged with red) and you’ll steer clear of Valentine’s Day–esque territory.

Autumn Coral

Perfect as a centerpiece or as a bouquet, this flower arrangement makes the case for coral tones in fall. Dried grasses, lunaria, carnations, and brown lisianthus explode from the vase of this striking arrangement.

Jewel Tones with Gold

This velvety, layered, hand-tied bouquet features dahlias, lisianthus, zinnias, veronica, and roses, all of which are weaved with cascading maidenhair ferns and pops of raspberry foliage.

Ombre Bouquet

Seasonal flowers like zinnias, garden roses, and dahlias in shades of pink—from deep burgundy to the palest blush—give this bouquet an almost ombré effect. The flowers are arranged loosely, for an unfussy, just-gathered-from-the-garden feel.

All Orange

This orangey bouquet proves that one color is all you need to create a dynamic and elegant bouquet. An assortment of flowers, including ranunculus, helios garden roses, cymbidium orchids, anemones, broom corn, wheat, seeded eucalyptus, roses, amaranth, and Italian Ruscus is texturally rich yet totally refined.

Luxe Jewel Tones

A gorgeous bouquet of roses, wax flowers, and eucalyptus come together for a deep, romantic vibe at this woodsy wedding.

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Republicans are the embodiment of failure.

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We stand in solidarity

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shots fired

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Have fun in the war dumbass I’ll be at home fucking military wives

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“i also choose this guy’s dead wife” was easily the #1 funniest thing to ever be written on the internet.

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maybe I'm just a hater but why is this logo so ugly

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“I was raised by my grandmother. And any little thing could trigger her. One time I got mad and told her: ‘You’re not my mom.’ I was only six years old. But she put me on an airplane to go live with my mother for a month, who I didn’t even know. My grandfather James had to drop me off at the airport, and both of us were sobbing. But he didn’t have any say in the matter because he wasn’t my biological grandfather. James was my grandmother’s second husband, and she abused him as much as me. He had been given two medals during World War II, which he kept in his dresser, but he wasn’t the ‘alpha male type.’ My grandmother walked all over him. But James was the only source of kindness that I ever had. When my grandparents got divorced, we moved into a small apartment together. He became more of a roommate than a father. During the week he’d go to work. And I’d go to school. Then on Saturday nights we’d get dinner together. There wasn’t much guidance. We didn’t have critical conversations. He was just a nice guy, that was it. James always seemed a bit two-dimensional to me. But right before I graduated high school he was admitted to the hospital with chest pains. And I was fishing around in his wallet for an insurance card, when an old black and white photo fell out. It was a picture of a young man in uniform. I asked James if it was him, and he said: ‘No, that’s Leatherwood.’ He then told me a story about how he’d fallen sick during the war, and a young man named Hilliard Leatherwood had taken his place. Soon afterward Leatherwood was captured by the Germans and executed. My grandfather always felt like it should have been him instead. He felt like he owed Leatherwood a debt, and he’d been carrying that photo for 50 years. For a brief moment I was given a window into a whole different man. One that had lived an entire life before I was born. My grandfather passed away on Thanksgiving Day 2002. He’d been the only adult member of my family that hadn’t rejected me. And without him I don’t know where I’d be today. I keep that picture of Leatherwood with me, to remember the man who saved my grandfather. And to honor how my grandfather saved me.”

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my worst hookup was when I went to this guys house to do some feederism shit when he brought out some raw-ass chicken sayin 'its medium-rare' and I was like 'I aint eatin that' so he got all mad and started yellin so I was tryna get dressed and he threw a piece of chicken at me while crying then made me leave before I got my pants on yellin 'if I put a fucking cock in front of you I bet youd have put that in your mouth you slut' and while he wont wrong my feelings were still hurt

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While walking the dog yesterday, we found the tracks of a pack of wolves that had passed across the edge of our property. (I live out in the highway in Alaska.) I took a picture of my hand next to a wolf track for comparison. 

Now here’s a picture of my hand with one of our dog’s tracks:

And he’s not an especially small dog; he’s a 55-lb retriever mix.

And the dog’s tracks next to wolf tracks:

Wolves are huge.

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