fabled chaos - myspace mane - ₣IV3

F4BL3DSC3N3PUFF, A whimsically eerie anime illustration of a 24-year-old woman sits at the center of a candy-pink bedroom that looks like it was decorated by someone trying to remember what joy feels like. Every surface is covered in plush toys and stickers, but they’re too neat, too placed, like she arranged them all to watch her unravel. She’s perched cross-legged on a rotating desk chair, slowly turning in place, staring straight ahead. The world blurs around her—posters warping, shelves stretching like taffy. Her hands are folded in her lap like she’s bracing for impact. The lighting is wrong. Too bright. Too cheery. Rule of thirds, but crooked. Her long platinum blonde hair is massive—an aggressively teased, voluminous mane cascading past her shoulders in blown-out layers. It’s artfully chaotic, like she styled it with a fork and pure spite. Thick streaks of pastel pink, mint green, and lemon yellow run vividly through her hair, placed with the precision of someone who knows exactly where the mall lighting will hit. Her fringe sweeps dramatically across one eye, the strands feathered and bright enough to cause retinal damage. Her pale blue eyes don’t blink. They shine, wide and glassy, like the reflection on a TV left running static. Her thick eyeliner wings are uneven today. Her drawn-on freckles are smudged. Her smile is tiny and fixed like a crack in porcelain. Her frame is narrow and angular, collarbones sharp and limbs delicate, her chest nearly flat Top: White long-sleeve thermal shirt, sleeves too long, printed with smiling strawberries that have little fangs. One cuff is stained with what might be glitter glue or blood. Bottom: Soft flannel pajama shorts with a duck print, the kind you wore in seventh grade and never threw out. Legwear: One thigh-high sock with pink bows. The other is missing. Shoes: pale pink socks, fuzzy slippers. Makeup: Uneven. Foundation caked around her nose, tear tracks breaking through iridescent blush. Her lips are lined too far outside and glossed over, trembling at the corners. She looks like she’s trying to remember how to be cute. Or maybe just trying to remember anything. .,Scene girl,Edgy look. ,Cinematic Dramatic Color Style,VibrantGroove,EyeCandy,BB GINGE,