In fact, it is simply impossible to say it otherwise than with a vast surplus of flowers that will simply drown everyone with orange color so that all they may think about is pure desire. Roaring forth from their spirits like fire, like the monsters of Halloween. The orange flower tells you ” be consumed by me”. A sort of god of its own, to its power we cannot resist. The orange rose commands, and we m must obey…we subsist. So this Holiday beware of other decor, for none is quite as remarkable as the one of the orange amour.