The living room used to be littered with silk flowers. My mother would buy them from Michael's and arrange them in vases on every available flat surface. She liked the colors and that they looked alive.
But the fake flowers reminded me of being in a mortuary. The paint-on color and the stillness were unnatural. They didn't bloom, wilt and die. The worse thing about them was that they gathered dust, which doesn't seem to happen to real flowers. When she died I threw most of them out. But I missed a few hiding in the master bedroom closet. These were meant to last forever.
Judging from the blue chintz vase, the Forever Orchid was from a Chinese goods store. The Chinese believe plants are good feng shui, so it makes sense to sell forever lucky charms.
The are shrink wrapped and ready for your home.