Pastel Blue Aesthetic Novels & Stories

On Monday, she took pleasure in entering the closet and selecting a beautiful combination of clothes and accessories, applying light but skillful makeup, brushing her hair, and completing the look with jewelry she had designed herself and the company had manufactured. She opted for a high-waisted caramel pencil skirt with a snake-print camisole and a black blazer, shoes matching the skirt, a Prada bag matching the blazer, and gold and onyx earrings and necklace.

“Shall we go over the theme and color palette?” “Yes,” Kurtis said, glancing at me. “Lyra has some ideas she’s been thinking about.” I nodded, pulling out my notebook. “I was thinking soft pastels, blush pink, ivory, and hints of gold. Something elegant but not over the top.” The decorator jotted down notes, nodding along. “That sounds lovely. And for the floral arrangements?” “Roses and peonies,” I said, glancing at Kurtis. “What do you think?”

I adored him in every kind of suit, but, for some reason, his sexiness reached a whole new level when he wore any shade of blue. "Blue." Voicing that one word again filled my whole body with strange agitation. "Oh, that's perfect!" Veronica exclaimed, clasping her hands together. "We have a perfect design for decorations with light-blue and—" "No. " I shook my head with confidence. "It cannot be light-blue. The shade must be darker, like cobalt blue, navy blue, or... indigo blue. "

The one she used to detail the first few steps of every event she organized. "I was thinking about the color scheme. Purple indicates royalty. Sophistication. The perfect color to debut the heir with. We can incorporate all hues and tones but I would suggest a darker jewel tone instead of pastel," She gave me another once-over. "Seeing as her complexion might not withstand the pastel from draining her skin of any color." Somehow her words felt like an insult. A slap in the face, if I could put it that mildly. But Rachel didn't even blink. Although the corner of her lip twitched slightly.

Albert left immediately. Slowly, Beth turned. Not knowing how to begin, she allowed herself the freedom to appreciate the room and its interior design. Although the upholstery was made of brown leather, she realized why it was referred to as the Blue Salon. The walls were glazed with ocean blue as the background and yellow flowery patterns over it. The rug possessed a deeper colour of the walls and the draperies shared their colours. When she focused well enough, Beth thought the walls to share the same colour as Lord Carlisle's eyes. She quickly glanced away.

I hated that thing with a passion. Another group stepped forward but this time, they wanted my opinion on color palettes. “Baby blue, Arctic blue or Pacific blue?” They asked, showing me four corner folded napkins that looked similar in color. “Baby blue?” I said, uncertainly. “Wrong!” Abigail declared. “Pacific blue is the best choice.” “Oh wow. Thanks.” I muttered. “Pacific blue it is!” Next, they brought little card palettes for table cloths. “White, gold or mauve purple?”

Halfway through, she started getting frustrated because she couldn’t find the right shade of blue; before she could say or even growl, Tj came to us holding a blue color. “They called this Sunset blue; it’s not too dark, but it’s not too light.”, he says then explains. “This is the color, now I just need to find, glow in the dark-” “I already have that.”, I answered, cutting her off. “Sweet! We just need to find our other friends!”, she says happily.

Blue has never been my color but looking at the walls in Ms. Nicole's office,I had to admit that it looked pretty good. I guess she used the blue color because it's has a calming effect on people. Normally when you think of the color blue, you think of natural things like the sky, the ocean and all these things have a calmness towards them. It was a smart decision, I already felt myself calming down and relaxing as I sat in her office. The wallpapers also contributed to this and it also made me think that maybe she was a big lover of nature. There were pictures of polar bears in their natural habitat. Flowers blooming in the morning sun. A little girl holding a flower up to her kneeling moth

almost cute as she looked around the penthouse. Yeah, I did it, going against my own will from blue and black color to some weird mix of muted pink, lavender, and what I could only assume was nude lilac color, whatever the hell that meant. Furniture? All pastel plush and rose gold, with plants shoved into every empty corner like someone was scared of blank space. Basically, the kind of place that would make any guy instantly lose testosterone just by breathing. From paint to furniture, it was all done in the time I got to know she was coming here. I had basically made Eliot to hack all her social media to get to know her taste.

- Vejo her show some belts. - Our. You really are obsessed with putting people together. - I frown - No, everything is my art. I see you as a beautiful blank canvas in need of depth. I know you don't like vulgar colors and flashy things so these shades of colors will be perfect. Moss green or navy blue? The two will give you grace and erase your dark presence a little, leaving you a little less curious for looks, thus being more camouflaged in the crowd. - If you say. Blue.