Flower-filled gatherings across the country, to bring you together with you.
Join us for a powerful distillation of good vibes. (Like the opposite of coming out of the subway at rush hour.)
Nowhere else to be, just chill, no one hitting on you or judging you.
Every single person takes their shoes off at the door and plops down on cushions on the floor.
Except everyone is there to wake up instead of go to sleep. (Although actual Flowerlounge slumber parties have been requested.)
People came up to me at the end with tears in their eyes. They said, “This is exactly what I needed.”
And I knew we had to do more of them.
“I’ve never experienced this level of me-ness.”
“The city needed this so badly.”
“We met at the first one and we’ve been best friends since.”
“What’s your flower?”
“Next time, I’m bringing my sister, my daughters, and my best friend. They need it!”
“I’m changing how I live. Starting now.”
“What smells so good?”
“Can we please do this every night?”
“Worth the 8-hour drive to get here.”
“Phone? What phone?”