Selecta: FLORACENTISTA, Revolution flourished on the skin

One random day a man had a great idea, take something from nature and keep it in his house as a treasure, such as a carnation. the next day he had an even greater idea, take that carnation from his home and give it to somebody, bringing with it a feeling, a detail, a meaning beyond beauty and aesthetics. a day after that, a monday, or a thursday or a sunday or whenever, someone, a genius, had a marvelous idea to name his newly born girls after those carnations. another day, not some random day, today, we have a much better idea, calling this carnations a revolution, the kind you fall in love with at first sight, or that you hear just once but leaves an echo, or the kind that without touching you can feel the flourishing on your skin.