My Name is Red

I am so fortunate to be red! I am fiery. I'm strong. I know people take notice of me and that I cannot be resisted.

I do not conceal myself: For me, delicacy manifests itself neither in weakness nor in subtlety but through determination and will. So, I draw attention to myself. I am not afraid of other colors, shadows, crowds or even of loneliness.

How wonderful it is to be red.

Gelatto lipstick.

Who is jealous of red - blue and yellow.

(Those girls showed me an interesting trick - inhale from an inflated baloon through your mouth. And say something immediately.

Addendum: The key is helium. Excessive inhalation might cause health hazards)