Light Red Aesthetic Novels & Stories

~ Nikki ~ We are sitting at the railing, overlooking the stage, with no obstruction of our view, whatsoever. Overhead, the red-and-white-striped, billowy awnings—with their accompanying small-bulbed, string lighting—create a Big Top effect that’s enchanting. Everything is red. Strikingly red. Almost a deep crimson that is sexy and seductive, rather than that cheesy, middle-of-the-road red that just screams Valentine’s barfed all over, and it’s not a pretty sight. Know what I mean? Maybe not. I have a thing about red, I guess. It can look dated, like… 1980s taffeta bridesmaids dresses with those tremendously puffy sleeves and ginormous bows on the butt, and the sickly sweet color that seems f

Audrey said softly. The twins understand and they go out. Audrey invited Liam to sit on the sofa. Liam looked around the apartment with an appraising look. Audrey's taste in arranging rooms can be said to be very good. She used cool colors for the walls, a combination of sage green, mint green, cream and white. It feels warm and soft. The furniture that fills the room is not branded, but has a modern minimalist style and everything is used according to its function, so that the two bedroom apartment looks spacious and neat.

I stepped up to the digital table, my designer instincts completely taking over the room. "Don't touch the drapes," I said, my voice executing a calm, commanding authority that made the planner look up instantly. "The heavy satin density is fine. Clara, the fabric doesn't clash with the architecture; it’s wrinkling under the warm 2700K lighting. Change the LED tracks to a cool 4000K daylight spectrum. It will neutralize the yellow undertones in the timber and make the midnight blue pop like a luxury lookbook." The event planner stared at me, his mouth parting slightly in sheer awe. He quickly tapped his tablet. "Wow. Yes. That completely fixes the color cast. That’s brilliant."

he says suddenly, leaning to the side and letting his eyes rove through the lengths peeking across her shoulder and back from under her working hands. Her hands still for a second. “What about it?” “It’s different in this light.” She resumes the massage, slower now. “Different how?” He tilts his head slightly, as though considering. “Darker, not as bright. Still red, just… deeper. Like Crimson instead of that bright shade of red.” She swallows. “You’ve always noticed people’s hair.” “Yes.” He pauses. “I’ve always noticed red hair, it’s like a magnet for me, you know.”

' 'Tell me what you are thinking,' he said. 'I want to keep it honest,' she said. 'Not designed in the professional sense. Not a statement about anything. Just a room that is simply what it is. Good light, good proportions, warm surfaces, nothing competing with the person who is going to live in it.' She looked at the walls. 'The colour is going to take time. I want a colour that changes with the light. Warm in the morning, cooler in the afternoon, something that knows what time of day it is without being asked.' 'I don't know what colour that is,' he said.

He smirks, back to his carefree self. “Guess that would make for a smoother transition to power.” I joke. Colton and Grant join us shortly along with the Mabry twins. We finish eating, and I go to find Lindsey who is staring at color swatches that look extremely similar. “I think I like blushing rose better than perfectly peach. It’s got less of an orange hue. You said orange wasn’t your color before. Besides it goes better with bright white. You’d probably want more of a cream color with the perfectly peach.” Lindsey says, holding two of the swatches up at the light.

Before, it would take me early in the morning to make the plates, but now it's fast because I have a share of the work. "We also need different colors of light so that every night the place will still be an attraction," I suggest. I have not seen in Wysteria different colors but that is not impossible. Favian's face lit up. "That looks good, Lady Alessia. Because of the color outside, it will be colorful every night." He answered me. I laughed. "But I need a maker of yellow, red, and blue lights. Do you know anyone who can do that?"

I didn’t correct him. We looked at samples for longer than I expected. I’d thought I’d know immediately, the way I’d known the red dress, but the colors kept doing something different depending on how the light in the shop hit them. A yellow that looked warm near the window looked anxious near the back wall. A soft white that seemed safe at first glance looked cold when I held it against the pale blue samples beside it. Jamie picked things up and held them next to each other without speaking. He’d always had a precise aesthetic sense — the penthouse was proof of that, everything chosen to project a specific version of control and success. But today he wasn’t projecting anything. He was just

~Liliana Rosalyn~ Warm ray of light heats up my skin, calling me back to life. Fluttering slowly for adjustment, I pause to admire the room. I haven't really paid much attention to it until now. The faint purple led lights coming from the ceilings' corners attract me even more. The room is painted dark ash, giving sexy and dangerous vibe, matching the matte black of the furniture. There are different lights but they are all warm and dark colours while the corner lights are purple, radiating off of the black walls. It's so beautiful. It looks something out of a fantasy picture. Wow. The ceiling-to-floor mirror only adds to the beauty and the last magic is the ceiling-to-floor curtains left cl

The yellow light was relaxing, along with the black and white marble floor and walls. Is this his unit’s motif? I don’t know. I didn’t examine it last night because I was too focused on Ryu’s kisses. And this morning, I was focused again on his naked body sprawled out in front of me. And I feel guilty, that I didn’t even take the time to examine how beautiful his unit is. I was right; Ryu’s unit’s motif was black and white. Simple, yet elegant and powerful. Ryu doesn’t have too many things. Aside from the fridge, television, and audio component that was displayed in his living area.