My wife LOVES flowers. Especially smelly ones. I have my todo app remind me to send some to her at her office at random intervals (I also do anniversary, birthday, Eliza Doolittle Day, etc.).
She does NOT love live plants, unless they are home and completely my responsibility. Then they’re fine. Because under her care a “live” plant will be a dead one faster than the cut flowers.
My first wife felt like you do. Takes all kinds.
And a woman I dated long ago received an enormous bouquet at her job after our first date. I called her to follow up, and could barely understand her with her stopped up head and sneezing. That was when I learned to work, “So! Flowers! Allergic much?” into first-date conversations.