Prism Kaleidoscope Runway

Darling, after that whirling morning windmill, our afternoon required an absolute prismatic spectacle! Right past our purple cupola, I found an empty, hexagonal metal nut and a folded strip of crinkly pink cellophane. Pure optical couture! I wedged the metal nut flat against the sill, anchoring the cellophane upright with a tiny speck of adhesive putty right behind our dangling crystal prism. As the bright three-o'clock sunbeam struck the glass, it shattered into dazzling, fiery magenta geometric flares across the painted wood! Guiding my crowned baby doll right into the glowing spotlight, she struck a flawless high-fashion pose bathed in pure rainbow luxury!