I am so grateful I got my personal colour analysis done in London.

I’ve been wearing unflattering colours and shades my whole life without knowing it.

This is another step towards achieving my beauty goals and harmony 

I was praying that I was a summer soft. Or even a cool winter,

but alas it turns out I’m a spring bright.

My colours are clear, with a sunny property.

They are neutral-warm. 

My best shades are bright blues, sharp yellows and true reds.

Vanessa Hudgens is a spring bright.

I asked my colour analyst if I could buy a roll of true red fabric to go home in.

She seemed confused but sold it to me for £20. 

I draped the red fabric around my body, draped in vitality!

It reached my ankles.

As soon as I left the colour lab all I could think about was spring bright. 

I looked up the street to see if I could spot any of my shades on the buildings or cars.

One of the apartment blocks was oatmeal white. I moved quickly towards it.

You can noticeably see how this shade brightens the apples of my cheeks and smoothens my under eyes. 

All shadows are gone, I am glowing. 

Stood in front of the abundant cream walls in 3 dimensionality. I scanned the street for my next move using my internal tonal guide. 

I must avoid cloudy grey and chalk blue – these colours will drain me rather than bring me to life.

I’m heading towards the tube station in my red cloth. I’m trying to visualise the inside of the tube car. 

On my way here the seats were bright blue with yellow poles.

I google the interiors of tube cars. Some have yellow poles and others have green poles. This is good. Maybe I’ll stand up and hold the pole. 

I walk down the tube stairs.

These white tiles are not doing me well. I should choose a creamy white instead of a stark white to break up my heavy bases. I wait on the escalator, head down.

I get on the tube. 

The poles are orange. 

I close my eyes as we enter the shadow.

I remember something my colour analyst said ‘colour comes from shadow and light is the shadow of god’

I arrive at my stop. 

And go up to the outside world.

The light has changed. 

The sky has gone from electric blue to pastel tangerine. This is not my shade.

I need to keep moving 

Each time the sun changes its position, it paints the world in a new light. I will have to start tracking the movements of the sun and moon. I am a weather detective. I am the dove being sent out from the ark. 

I get to the megabus. 

I read the 40 page spring bright pdf my colour analyst sent me.

Spring bright is life in vivid sparkling relief. From tropical waters to Greek islands, from tulip fields to an arctic sunrise. Allow yourself high chroma, authenticity and vibrance.

I spit pigment on a cave wall

I stain cloth with avocado skins

I choose an ultramarine iPhone 16

I am perfect as a snowflake.

It’s making sense now.

That a ladybird sits on a green leaf. 

And a lotus flower grows on water. 

That a robin has a red breast

And that you can feel blue.  

Every cell in my body is opening up like a golden flower, releasing light.

Until the colour wheels fall from the sky.