With a lace dress hugging my body and a hair as long as Rapunzel's but as curly as Merida's, my time at the Bloom Arts Festival 2 (see part 1 or part 2) can be comparable to my personification of a fairytale character getting out of the make-believe story and entering this beautiful realm.
It was magical. From a dull and repetitive lifestyle I was having that time due to school, the beautiful black and white world where I was at suddenly blasted into different colors found at the spectrum... it was so beautiful that the colors went beyond the spectrum of the rainbow.
*insert David Archuleta's angelic, heart-melting voice here*
"Paint it over when your world is grey..."