Light Pink Aesthetic の小説・ストーリー

I was glad that not everything about my pack had been destroyed, though it was currently in the hands of my enemies. It smoothed every imperfection like an airbrush and was twice as light. My eyes sparkled in the low light as I reapplied my dark cherry red lipstick. The color made my pale skin seem luminous and this particular shade was special to the luxury Fluorite-based make-up company that anyone of quality and wealth would recognize. It was a subtle calling card as was my choice of gown with its classic neckline. I would stand out in the lineup like a marble statue of a goddess among cheap idols.

Lexi asked a Norm walked away. “Oh. Purple, blue, green.” I answered going back to the tank tops I was looking at. “What about pink?” “It doesn’t look right with my hair color.” “Actually a light pink would since your hair is a darker shade of red.” “Really?” “Yup.” “Huh? Ok.” “Now you know this stuff is tight right? It needs to be so it doesn’t get in the way when moving.” “Yeah. I kind of figured.” “Alright lets see what they’ve got.”

I managed. ‘Nice. Great job, Morgan. Very smart of you.’ I internally rolled my eyes. "Nice," he repeated. "Can you be more specific?" Heat crawled up my neck. Everyone in the room was looking at me now. Waiting. "I think the color palette works," I said, forcing my brain to function. "And the styling feels... aspirational without being unattainable. Which is what you want for luxury positioning." There. That sounded halfway intelligent. Damien nodded slowly. "And the concept of featuring you in various intimate settings? Bedroom. Bathroom. Private spaces. Does that make you uncomfortable?"

" By mid-afternoon, they were in the paint section of a local home improvement store, encircled by sample cards of purples, pinks, and neutrals. "I like that lavender," Lily said, indicating a pale, dreamy color. "It's calming," Vandaulf nodded. "Like something a tranquil princess would sleep under." "Exactly. "Or," he said, drawing out another swatch, "we could do this plusher purple—more like warrior princess empowered." She arched an eyebrow. "You're making our baby Xena, aren't you?" "Don't try to tempt me. Baby war whoops are highly on-brand."

I look at Gina who sticks her tongue at me playfully. I stick my tongue back causing us to giggle in unison. "I see. Let me see if I have any in stock. You said a hot pink or a light pink?" He asks, sitting down in his chair and typing in his keyboard. "A light pink." I reply fidgeting with my pants anxiously. I don't even know why I'm anxious right now, sometimes it just happens randomly.

While I was constantly looking around because of looking around. Natalia's palace is luxurious, but the theme of her palace is pink and white. It's too feminine and I think others get used to it over time. These colors are a brand of a soft girl. Just thinking about Natalia as a soft girl makes me shake. She may look soft, but not her behavior and attitude.

Akari walked over and looked inside, Instead of the dark red and black of Nikolai's room, this room was done all in shades of pink. She turned with astonishment to Nikolai, who looked back at her blankly. “What? Don’t you like it? Beatrice had it done for you before we left. She said she thought your sister might like the color very much. Is it not to your taste?” “Pink is for little girls,” she said softly, turning to look at Nikolai. “I’m not one, as you may have noticed. It was a nice thought of Beatrice's for Allison, but…”

In fact, she became even more guiltier at lying to him. The apartment was decorated by Xante. She chose pink to be the main color, and the style was very feminine. Xante looked like she was a mature, lady boss on the surface but deep inside, she was still a young girl who loved the color pink. The furniture and decorations were mainly bought by Xante, and they were in various shades of pink. As for Aaron, while he was the respected vice president of Newmoon Group and enjoying his moment of glory in the world of business… At home, he basically had no say in front of Corinne and Xante.

SHE NEEDED TO GET HERSELF TOGETHER BEFORE HE CAME BACK, OR SHE COULD LOSE EVERYTHING. SHE CONTINUED WALKING HOME. WHEN SHE GOT HOME SHE OPENED THE DOOR TO HER LUXURIOUS MODERN APARTMENT. SHE HAD DECORATED EVERYTHING HERSELF AS SHE FELT SHE WANTED TO HAVE A MODERN, YET COMFORTING FEEL. EVERYTHING WAS GREY, WHITE, BLACK AND GOLD. WITH MARBLE FLOORING, BLACK AND GOLD ACCESSORIES. THE WALLS ARE PAINTED WHITE WITH GREY FURNITURE AND CARPETS. THROUGHOUT THE HOUSE THE THEME IS BASICALLY THE SAME, MODERN AND LUXURIOUS. IN HER BEDROOM SHE OPTED FOR PINK TO GIVE IT A BIT OF A CONTRAST AND STILL REFLECT HER GIRLY SIDE.

“What kind of theme do you want?” Dalton twirled a pen between his fingers as he thought for a moment. “I’m not sure. How about black?” I blinked, a little incredulous. “Black? We’re not going to someone’s funeral, you know.” His gaze remained unfazed, and his expression didn’t change. “Well, then you tell me what you have in mind.” I tapped the pen against my chin thoughtfully, considering my options. “Softer shades of pink and white, with some flowers here and there. That would be nice.”