Brin de Fleur

I cannot remain silent. In Brin de Fleur I was met by a girl with no mood and taste for life and everything happens, but this is a service that is paid for. As a result, I myself ran around the store, looked for paper, I chose ribbons from the box myself. The girl absolutely did not care, she looked at me like a clown. The second point: I came to a good place, as I thought, there is no choice of paper, a box of bright blue and red velvet, the view is nowhere worse! I barely chose the packaging, but in the end, the girl could not even tie the rope normally, some kind of knot with a bow. Strongly not recommend this place. It is a pity there was no time to look for something else.

Very high level