I am so tired of these doubts… of not being able to make up my mind. I have looked at her photos again and again in the past few hours, and no sooner do I think I have it figured out than I see something that lets me know I haven't. … I slump back in my chair, but I cannot relax -- I am too close to my verdict. I hunt it; I get very close, close enough almost to close my hand around it -- and then it slips away. Winter would make sense:
I can't stop at black and fuschia, no sir. When I received her photos, I promised myself that I would not allowed her looks or my first impressions to influence or affect my analysis, and I have told myself I would try every possibility.
So I take a look at her eye, so full of Autumn’s flaming colors:
And suddenly my mind runs towards landscapes painted with forest green , warmed by rust red, enlightened by warm mustard yellow, all colors that should make those eyes shine with ambery light:
No, the magic doesn’t happen. Her eyes don’t shine. Quite the opposite! This autumnal color steals the light from her eyes and profoundly despises her complexion. The idea of the Autumn season retreats with a whoosh of rust colored leaves and a mocking smile…
So no warm colors for her? I want to try one more, maybe she only needs a higher chroma, more luminosity:
No way. Spring colors do not hate her as much as autumn’s do, but they do nothing for her.
In spite of the amber and the forest green in her iris, this woman doesn’t wear warm colors, well, so no Spring or Autumn for her.
What if she tried Winter colors? There are so many women with a cold undertone but with amber eyes:
Well, I can see that her face is immediately “cleaner” than in the photos where she wears warm colors, and it seems to me that black and white are not bad for her. Not at all. And if we take into consideration the fact that she wears no make up, I think she wears black and white quite well.
But then why doesn't black ignite her eyes and skin, and make her shine with icy light? That light, the translucency that the princesses of Her Majesty always have, if dressed in black or white? It may be the lighting of the photos, after all these are homemade photos, and who knows, maybe with a little winter colored make up, she will at last have that luminosity...
No way. Spring colors do not hate her as much as autumn’s do, but they do nothing for her.
In spite of the amber and the forest green in her iris, this woman doesn’t wear warm colors, well, so no Spring or Autumn for her.
What if she tried Winter colors? There are so many women with a cold undertone but with amber eyes:
Well, I can see that her face is immediately “cleaner” than in the photos where she wears warm colors, and it seems to me that black and white are not bad for her. Not at all. And if we take into consideration the fact that she wears no make up, I think she wears black and white quite well.
But then why doesn't black ignite her eyes and skin, and make her shine with icy light? That light, the translucency that the princesses of Her Majesty always have, if dressed in black or white? It may be the lighting of the photos, after all these are homemade photos, and who knows, maybe with a little winter colored make up, she will at last have that luminosity...
The right colors shouldn’t be loud, they should be just like a sweet music -- no that’s not it, rather like a caress ... I often compare them to a perfume that acts like a second skin, delights our senses, becomes part of ourselves and emphasizes our presence in space without being loud or too noticeable. The fragrance itself is not important. What others perceive is the way the fragrance blends with our chemistry and how it matches our personality, just like it happens with our colors. We can balance and be complimented by a perfume that harmonizes with our personality, to our way to present ourselves to the others and with our “chemistry,” and it works the exact same way with colors; we will beautifully balance and wear the colors that will harmonize with our natural coloring.
These colors I have just seen on the woman are too showy for her. She is beautiful -- she would be beautiful in any colors, but those colors aren’t hers.
I take into consideration, for a brief moment, the idea of the Summer:
No, it doesn’t work. Those colors lack of depth.
I try again with black, maybe in a different light?
She looks ok in black, but it isn’t a power color for her, it doesn’t make her eyes shine, black isn’t her “perfume,” it doesn’t completely harmonize with her. … Despite the dark hair and eyes, the fair skin, it is clear that she is not a Winter. The idea fades away from my mind like ice melting in the snow. ..
Now what? Summer colors are lacking of depth on her, she has a cool temperature, black and white are not bad on her, fuchsia looks ok…then how come I am still here wondering about her season?? Why do I have the feeling that all the colors clash with her coloring, somehow they squeak on her? Just like a loud perfume, a fragrance that leaves a heavy trail, one that doesn’t suit her.I take a look outside, I admire the sky then I let my eyes wander….the blue of the sky…suddenly a thought makes me throb. It is a thought that shyly stood aside, until now. Or maybe it was just me that didn’t want to notice it.
Now what? Summer colors are lacking of depth on her, she has a cool temperature, black and white are not bad on her, fuchsia looks ok…then how come I am still here wondering about her season?? Why do I have the feeling that all the colors clash with her coloring, somehow they squeak on her? Just like a loud perfume, a fragrance that leaves a heavy trail, one that doesn’t suit her.I take a look outside, I admire the sky then I let my eyes wander….the blue of the sky…suddenly a thought makes me throb. It is a thought that shyly stood aside, until now. Or maybe it was just me that didn’t want to notice it.
There they are, HER COLORS!! Her deep velvety colors, veiled by a gray layer of haze, the Soft Summer colors. No more ok colors, no sir, but only fabulous, those colors that give her that soft aura, that smooth mellow light, an exclusive for the Soft seasons. These are colors that enfold her with subtle elegance and exalt her natural beauty, just like a cloud of perfume enfolds with delight and grace ....for Valentina this would be… violet perfume.
No flim flams, no forcing, no made-up looks. Just pure honest femininity. A velvety coloring so rich that it almost tricked me, yet so soft that it cannot bear brightness; she needs smooth, rich, veiled colors. I would have never thought about Soft Summer….still…I close this article with the words of the Valentina (fantasy name):
finally I can explain to me why in my life I have always found a billion colors that suit me, but that never really convince me to 100 %..... . I love my SS colors that are so cool but oh so refined
Thank you all for reading this
Pia
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