I have memories from as early as the age of four of exploring, picking and collecting leaves in my home town in Portugal. I'd later press and dry them to turn in to art ruining hundreds of my mothers encyclopaedias and books in the process. This is actually what inspired my Flowers of Iberia candle as well as many of my other products.
This year, for my birthday, Sarah gave me a copy of Vogue Magazine from the month and year I was born. As I flicked through, each page its own work of art, a strip of tissue paper with pressed flowers fell out. An unwitting gift from the previous owner, a twist of fate.