Feelings out loud, glitter included.
Your heart lives on the outside and you refuse to apologize for it. You feel things at full volume — joy, hurt, hype — and the room runs warmer because you walked in. People mistake bright for shallow until they need someone in their corner and you're already there, loud and unwavering. The Eye sees it: your chaos is generous, not careless. You'd decorate someone's worst day just to remind them it isn't the end.
Get your read — free on iPhoneWhat all that brightness is quietly protecting.