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I’ve never been a “new year, new me” kinda gal. I wake up on January 1st and the rent is due, my worries are the same and all of my weight has carried over; its just a regular day.

But as the year where days were far from typical comes to an end, we can all confess excitement towards meeting those old repetitive days once again. Times where the basic flow of daily life were still bumpy, but moved as expected. Hugs were abundant, tasks were limitless and our faces felt free.

Even with all the current restrictions and global health at risk, the switching of the calendar brings that feeling of a fresh start. A restart where all of our baggage does come along, but even thought uncertain, the pages of 2021 are crisp and waiting to be filled.

When I flip back the pages of this exiting year, the lines are wavy and bent, but resting on them are words documenting the moments you helped create. Seconds of vulnerability, truth, anger and compassion, minutes where we felt alone but looked around and met an army. Hours where your love and support lifted not only my spirits, but became the clue to our community. As the reader of these bizarre and beautiful pages, my heart cant help but be consumed by gratitude.

Let's not stamp 2020 only as the year where our middle fingers went up, but where they also linked up to believe in a healthier tomorrow.

Thank you for the love and hello 2021!

Photo by Robert Stark



Lenita Flower truck in Los Angeles
Only time will tell how the year most of us want to forget will be remembered. But for now, as one month remains, we find it hard to believe that 2020 will ever be truly forgettable. There is no hiding that this tumultuous year has already marked the pages of history; but between these troubled lines, there have been notes of fresh air.

Our still bodies got up and marched for justice. Our previously silenced thoughts roared and voted for change. Our egos got shattered by life’s fragility. Our community gave small businesses their shoulders, and our fears served as a mirror, reflecting back our strength.

And in the midst of chaos, as our wheels moved along the PCH, we slid open our doors to peak at the ocean. The road underneath us moved and the breeze between these lines reminded us that even with our restricted faces, our eyes can feel the wind - it's still possible to stop to smell the flores.

Have a safe and happy holiday!
Nemuel + team LENITA



Due to the rising number of COVID-19 cases and the new stay at home restrictions in LA, we have decided to end our Santa Monica pop-up earlier than planned and cancel our flower truck pop-ups for the month of December.

While we take a break from the streets for everyone’s safety, pre-orders for flowers, wreaths, and gifts will be available until December 19th for curbside pick-up at our studio or local delivery.
Please visit our shop for order details.

Our flower truck returns in February of next year. Until then, let’s be safe together and thank you for all the love!

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L.A. TImes LENITA Flower Truck in Los Angeles
It’s been almost 4 years since LENITA first graced the streets of Los Angeles. From the beginning, the goal was to celebrate the city and its people.

I chatted with Lisa Boone from the L.A. Times about LENITA’s history and journey so far, and the outcome was a sharp reflection of our mission. To be commemorated by our city’s most prestigious news publication is the completion of one of many full circles yet to come.

This is a celebration of all the places we parked, all the faces we’ve met and all the new ones we’re about to encounter — thank you for being part of our circle!

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EST. 2017