People love our triple-milled, super-high-pigmented soft supermatte formulas.
Seek for the boldest color possible, content is irrelevant.
I gave to pink, the nerve of the red, a neon pink, an unreal pink.
The one thing I still love is mint choc chip ice cream - the really fluorescent kind.
Purple as tulips in May, mauve into lush velvet, purple as the stain blackberries leave on the lips, on the hands, the purple of ripe grapes sunlit and warm as flesh.
Orange is the color of the sun. It is vital and a good color generally, indicating thoughtfulness and consideration of others.
I like light, color, luminosity. I like things full of color and vibrant.
I love color. When I paint, I use a lot of color. I love art that has a vibrancy of color and compositions. I adore the Impressionists, and I'm influenced strongly by them as a self-taught artist.
Alice Levine has great unique style and beautiful red hair.
I love colors, but I also love rich sounds. And I feel like when it comes to colored ukuleles, people assume they're cheap or that they'll have a tinny sound. And I feel like it would be really beautiful to have a rich color but also to have a rich sound.
Beetroot is a great salad ingredient, especially when still warm; the colour ain't bad, either.
I want to express the utmost intensity of the color, bring out the quality, make it expressive.
These too are of a burning color--not orange, not gold, but if pure gold were liquid and could raise a cream, that golden cream might be like the color of the poppies.
There should be so much more, not of orange, of words, of how terrible orange is and life.
