Pastel Red Aesthetic Novels & Stories

“I’ve never seen it before.” I smiled, easing as I spoke about my work. “It’s called Middlemist Red, a rare one. It represents deep devotion… and extreme passion.” His eyes lifted to mine. “It must’ve taken a lot of time.” “I thought it was worth it,” I said softly as Marcus flashed through my mind his lies, his absence, the way he’d walked away without looking back. . “But it wasn’t.” “How do you mean?” His voice softened. “This design is beautiful.” A pause. “Elegant. Striking.”

“You’re right Hazel and oh Nina it’s important that you give us a colour to work with “ insisted Scarllet “Uhmm, I don’t have a beat colour but Aiden said Red looks good on me” I said with a small smile “No, red is going to be too shorty and then it will all collide with your hair colour …we need another colour , there’s a lot of colour options out there “ suggested Scarllet

The screen filled with beautiful images: soft creams and sage greens, blush pinks and deep navy accents, photos of elegant but simple centerpieces, arched floral backdrops, candle arrangements that looked like they belonged in a fairy tale. I shifted so I could sit in his lap properly. My back rested against his chest. His arms came around me, one hand resting on my stomach like it always did now. I scrolled slowly through the options. "I like this one," I said, pointing at a palette of ivory, pale gold, and dusty blue. "It feels calm. Clean. Like us." Maverick kissed the side of my neck. "I like it too. Simple. Elegant. No over-the-top drama."

I crave for his touch in my sleep, in the office, whenever I set my eyes on him basically. I really really like this one, and it's so embarrassing. I rushed home to get ready because I'm very particular about how I look around that man these days. Red and black seems to get him in the certain type of deranged mood that I want him to be around me always so I've been incorporating those colors especially. I'm now more of a red lipstick girl when I've flexed nude or something lighter for years.

It will be in good taste, I promise. Olivia's jaw clenched together, but she managed to force out, “Thank you.” Bernice smiled sweetly, then with a victorious gleam in her eyes. “Let's move on to the colors, Olivia you mentioned pastel colors being part of your color scheme?” “Uh-huh,” Olivia finally said, with more confidence this time. I Had a Soft Blush Pink And Gold In Mind. It is very romantic and goes with the roses." Bernice wrinkled her nose in disdain. "Blush pink? That’s so... delicate. There needs to be some more… depth, and richness. Deep burgundy and gold would be much more dramatic.”

Today was the day we were supposed to be signing The Mesla’s deal and making it official for creation. And when they asked me what color I wanted to choose for our prototype. I immediately found myself thinking about Alcantara and her Red hair. Yes! Red. “Our first product line color would be Red.” I said this in response but then everyone looked at me like I was some weirdo. One of my board members Puzo decided to be the voice of the people. “This isn’t a woman’s car we are designing Sir Alphonso, the legacy of Mesla should start with a more masculine, friendly color for example something like the midnight black, with its unmatched speed of a sports car, it would attract a lot of buyers.”

“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.”

I want something that screams at personality change, while still giving a hot and seductive look. “Crimson red.” I say. “Wonderful choice Mrs. Andrea.”

And also made Alexis uncomfortable with it. While descending the stairs, Alexis realized how spacious, big, and beautiful Adrian's house was there. The number of ornaments and old objects that almost fill every part of the house. Especially with the vintage pastel house paint, which can add a spooky impression, but also warm at the same time. Alexis is feeling deja vu. She felt as if she had been in this position before, in the same situation and atmosphere. But Alexis couldn't remember it very clearly at all.

I would like to have purple and blue but I let Aiden decide. "Why don't you pick the blue one, Aiden?" I asked him. "You look good in blue, Mom. I want you to be unnoticed as possible...even though it's impossible." The last sentence is a whisper but I was still able to hear it. I snickered. Sometimes, it feels like my son is hyping over me. "Okay. Pastel colors are the least noticeable colors." I just promised even if it's not true. Pastel colors are gentle to the eyes. It's a soft color for soft girls.