burst of colour

I was trying on a "look" this afternoon, so I had brought out a couple of pigments. A pigment is a...well, a highly pigmented loose powder that can be on the face and body.

I was done with the eyes and ready to do the rest of my face when I thought that I should close the pigment jars before I knock one over.

And i was doing just that, when my finger slipped.

And there was a loud gasp--accompanied by yellow smoke.

Then, everything...shimmered.

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I spent a good amount of time "fluffy brushing" everything.

My pillows, the jars, other brushes, my clothes, my hands (oh my hands!), my arms and legs even! Golden.

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Half the jar, gone :(

Not that I'd ever finish one jar. But there is comfort knowing that I can turn myself gold entirely, if I wanted to. Honestly, I think quarter if a jar will do. Still!

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I would never forget this day.

The day everything I was touching, turned gold.

King Midas?