Meet the Fair
part of the family.

Find rest in my Wonderland. I am Alice. Always ready for adventure or a mad tea party. 

Can you feel my warmth? I am like amber: peachy orange, streaked with light brown. With a velvety soul, strong and soft at the same time. 

I wear my name like a flower, but my timeless nature never wilts. My look and feel: vintage Antoinette! The grey-brown of old, with a modern twist. 

My dark skin suits my name. I am warm and tactile. Juxtapose me with your bright soul for a perfect match.

I’m a lady. Light on my toes and elegant. I expect a gentleman to kiss my hand and bow from the waist. Then, and only then, I might reveal to you my true colours: a tender blue with hints of beige. Pure star quality.

Rays of gold descend through the clouds. No one can control our faith. Summer is here.

When you pull back the curtains, my rays of glory flood your room. Gold, pure white and crystal light.

When the moon is full, my true nature reveals itself, floating between heaven and earth. My mood is always light, like the silver glow of the moon.

Can you see the sparkle in my eyes? Fresh and green, I have spring in my step. Forever young, forever radiant.

Revitalise yourself with my wild, untamed energy. Fresh and youthful.

Swim deeper, to a quiet place. Sink into my dark layers. 

With silver in my veins the sun makes me shine light hues of blue and green. I am here to surprise you. 

Deep green like emeralds. Nature at its purest. Small wonder you can find my precious soul in every treasure trove of old.

Look up. In heavens high my nature hides. In heavens blue with hints of grey and brownish hue. When evening falls, I truly shine.  

Fragrant and full of life, I’m the one to pick. Naughty by nature, and pleasantly pastel.

I am a soft summer terrace. Grey stones and red blossoms.

My fiery character brings life to the room. Orange is the new black. 

Call me the white spirit. My Welsh name is a symbol for 'white, honest, blessed'. 

If you go down in the woods today... you’re in for a big surprise. Look! That hazel on the forest floor, that’s me. Inviting and suave. Like a teddy bears’ picnic mat.

I am the bright one. Wash up on my sandy shores and bask in the light. 

I’m of noble descent. The blue blood of royalty courses through my veins. I bow to thee, gallantly and gracefully.

Look deep into my eyes, why don’t you. Notice how blue and mesmerizing they are. Or are they grey? Who shall say? My character shifts and shimmers any way the light shines. I could be someone else to you, every hour of the day.

Come and wander in my rich green meandering meadows.

I am a delicate and fragrant white flower. Always ready to appease.

Sweet and soft. Like raspberry red fruits brighten up your garden in summer, I give colour to your interior.

Forever green, standing tall. Fresh like a rainy spring day. 

I am a tale from 1001 nights. A dark Arabian belle. A tale for you to tell.

My personality is like a map. To discover the complete picture, you have to explore me piecemeal. A grid, shaded in warm earth tones.

Quirky and creative. Are you looking for that warm, relaxing, cozy feeling? Then I’m your man. The warm shades of grey in my hair belie my age. I am forever young. 

Don’t think me too green. Love holds no secrets for me. Whoever claimed red is the colour of passion?

The meaning of my name: gift of god. Yet, I remain humble and willing to adapt. With my natural colours of grey and brown, I feel at home everywhere. And that includes your place. 

Do you want to know who I am? I am mainly there for you. Sweet. Creative. Caring. The beige reveals my gentle side. The red betrays my passionate nature.  

They say I project calm. Which is precisely how I feel, one with nature. My favourite spot: a sun-drenched flaxen field.

My favourite seasons are autumn and spring. Everything goes and everything grows: from soft yellow leaves to fresh green blossoms.  

Like a black raven, I swoop in through your open window. Sunlight sparkling on my inky feathers.

I am a frivolous lass with an iron will. A daring mix of gentle pink and sturdy copper.

A bouquet of red roses flares in my Persian name. Fiery. Warm. And loving. Come home and bask in my flame.

Imperial and passionate. Usher me in and your interior will bloom into a palace garden, a flowering oasis of deepest purple.

Dressed in white I am a silent protector of your inner peace. 

Your lighthouse in the dark mist. I am white as a wave breaking in the sun.