Neon Pink Aesthetic Novels & Stories

“But on a deeper level, pink is a better fit. Black is dark, cold, intimidating. Pink is bright, soft, feminine. They represent two completely opposite things. It has to work.” Lucille remained quiet, too stunned to speak at first. She finally let out a long breath. “Okay… so that’s the idea?” “Well yeah, the core actually. I’ll figure out the rest later.” “If you say so,” she muttered, getting off her bed and heading toward the bathroom.

he said, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall, clearly intrigued. “Well, for starters, I know a few women who can’t stand pink. They prefer darker, moodier colors. Some are into greens, others into bold blues. Pink isn’t always the go-to.” Kai laughed softly, the sound warm and genuine. “I guess I have a lot to learn.”

“Nothing.” Sandra walks further in, tapping her heels against the marble. “You know what? It is not bad. It is actually gorgeous.” “Told you!” “Needs color though. This gray is depressing.” “Exactly! I was thinking warm tones, maybe gold accents.” “Absolutely not.” “You do not even know what I was gonna say!” “You were gonna say neon signs, were you not?” “…Maybe.” “Please, no neon.” “Neon is aesthetic!” “Neon is a headache.”

"Did you win the karaoke?" "No, it's not over yet. My turn has passed but that's not important. Take a look at this!" She shoved her phone to my face. I pulled my face back a little so I could get a proper look. There was a guy on the screen. He had beautiful and glossy midnight black hair, sterling blue eyes, and pinkish porcelain skin. His dark pink lips looked like melted candy and the hotness on his cheeks was apparent and gave him a childish and cutely innocent boy look. It was the guy Neo hated the most after Zayne.

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.

“We didn’t realize you would attend the meeting, we already started!” “Oh, no worries, I just came to see what’s taking so long. You do realize that there are others waiting to use this conference room, right?” Axel asked the employees and continued to talk without waiting for their answer. “So, let’s get this finished. If you’d read the instructions we received from the client, orange or any shade close to it is forbidden to use in this line. We need to show a neon, ethereal vibe and the colors they want to use are tones of pink, purple and blue. As far as I can see, Jesse’s designs match the theme.” That was that. Jennie and Hailey stopped arguing with me, and the rest of the meeting went

I couldn’t help laughing, “Do I, now?” “Yes! But I want to smell like a princess!” She said, bouncing in her seat. The stylist’s eyes sparkled, “Oh, I can’t resist that!” She reached for a small palette and motioned for Neveah to hop up onto the stool, “Alright, little dove, we’ll make you the prettiest princess in the city, just a little sparkle, nothing too grown-up.” Neveah sat as still as she could while the woman dabbed soft pink blush onto her cheeks and added a touch of shimmer to her eyelids. When she was done, Neveah turned toward me with an excited grin.

The only difference was that they had almost opposite aesthetics. Aubrey was the pretty, cute lady you had no idea could claw your eyes out. She represented yellow, pink and all things girly, and always had a smile on. Hazel, on the other hand, had a dark aesthetic. Wore dark colours, especially red. Always had red lipstick on. Seductive but sweet, to only the people she cared about. She was also girly, but the other kind. And she would absolutely claw your eyes out. But that was the only difference in them. Their aesthetic. They loved the same things.

There were some pictures on the screen. "What do you think?" She asked me. "Uhn?" "These are the designs for the department store I'll be opening soon and I'm wondering which one I should pick." "Didn't you have an initial vibe you wanted to give?" "Well, I'll say soft but bold too, and a bit of beauty here and there." "Since it's the interior decor, I'd suggest peach and red. That's both bold and soft and for beauty, you can just use white. White is beautiful and blends with anything."

“Babe, you don’t understand! I can’t wear pale pink polish!” “What about hot pink?” “No! That’s even worse, I need like a sassy pink or maybe an angry pink,” “An angry pink?” Emrys questioned as he watched Ostana bicker to Laker about nail polish, I laughed and pushed both boys out of the way. Laker and Emrys reflected each other's faces as Ostana was deep in thought, peering over each polish bottle, her finger twirling a strand of her raven black hair.