Dave let me buy my own, he didn't like white lilies, but he kept quiet about it because I do. He liked really bright colours so in the early days I spent a lot of time 're wiring drooping Gerberas, and roses that had been out of water too long. My first husband stopped buying flowers after I smashed a bunch of those huge florists chrysanthemums over his head. Hate them, so blooming hard to arrange without buying loads of other things to go with them. female ex knew buying flowers also meant buying oasis not romantic but meant I could do something nice with what she bought. I always bought her freesias, and purple flowers ( her favourites). My flings bought me roses which I couldn't take home but my desk at work was pretty.