MSU Green
Onyx
Eton blue
Pale robin egg blue
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PANTONE 342
Parameters:
HEX Triplet:
#007055RGB:
0, 112, 85CMYK:
93, 10, 75, 43HSL:
166°, 100%, 44%Closest colors:
in RGB:
Teal greenin PANTONE:
PANTONE 2419in RAL Classic:
RAL 6016in RAL Design:
RAL 170 40 45in RAL Effect:
RAL 220-6in NCS:
NCS S 4040-B80G 2024-09-21 Snargl 02:16
What color is PANTONE 342?
PANTONE 342 is a dark grayish spring green color that has a hue value of 166°, indicating that it is a cold color.
It is also known as the color of the Masters Jacket, which is a trademarked symbol of the prestigious golf tournament.
PANTONE 342 can be converted to various color models, such as RGB, CMYK, HEX, HSL, LAB, etc.
For example, the RGB values of PANTONE 342 are 0, 112, and 85.
It is also known as the color of the Masters Jacket, which is a trademarked symbol of the prestigious golf tournament.
PANTONE 342 can be converted to various color models, such as RGB, CMYK, HEX, HSL, LAB, etc.
For example, the RGB values of PANTONE 342 are 0, 112, and 85.
Example of the palette with the PANTONE 342 color
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Funny stories about the 'PANTONE 342'
The Green Revelation
Iona Takemura was a prodigy. A student at the prestigious New York School of Fashion, she was known for her bold ideas and relentless drive. Her professors admired her talent, but she wasn't one to play by the rules. For her final project, Iona had an ambitious plan: to make the world take notice of a color that had been long forgotten - Pantone 342.
Pantone 342, a deep, enigmatic green, had been overlooked in the fashion world for decades. It wasn't the vibrant emerald that graced red carpets or the pastel mint that adorned spring collections. No, Pantone 342 was a color that had somehow slipped through the cracks, its potential unrealized. But to Iona, it was perfect. It was the color of mystery, of the untapped potential she felt burning inside her. It represented everything she wanted to bring to the fashion world - something new, something that would shake the industry to its core.
The day she stumbled upon Pantone 342, Iona was in the school's forgotten archives, where the swatches of past decades lay collecting dust. As she flipped through the pages of an old catalog, her eyes locked onto that deep green square, and something within her clicked. This was it. This was her muse.
However, Iona's enthusiasm was not shared by everyone. Her classmates mocked her for choosing such an "ugly" and "dated" color. Even her mentor, Professor Elise DuPont, raised an eyebrow. "It's a risky choice, Iona," she warned, her tone dripping with doubt. But Iona was undeterred.
While Iona toiled away in the studio, another figure moved quietly in the shadows - Monica Frost, the school's cleaner. Monica was an older woman, always in the background, often unnoticed. She had been working at the school for decades, seeing students come and go, most of them too self-absorbed to even acknowledge her presence. But Monica was more than just a cleaner. She had a secret - a deep, untapped knowledge of colors and fashion, a passion she had buried long ago.
One evening, as Iona was working late, she noticed Monica carefully sweeping the floor near her workspace. Monica paused, her eyes lingering on the green fabric draped over Iona's mannequin. "That's Pantone 342," Monica said softly, her voice tinged with nostalgia.
Iona looked up, surprised. "You know this color?"
Monica nodded, a wistful smile playing on her lips. "It was popular once, many years ago. But people forgot about it, just like they forgot about so many things."
Intrigued, Iona set down her work and listened as Monica recounted the story of Pantone 342 - a color that once held promise but was abandoned when trends shifted. Monica spoke of how she had once been a fashion student herself, full of dreams and aspirations. But life had taken her down a different path, one that led her to the cleaning closet rather than the runway.
Iona was captivated. She realized that Monica saw the same potential in Pantone 342 that she did. They began to talk more often, Monica sharing her insights and Iona weaving them into her designs. What began as a mentorship quickly blossomed into an unlikely partnership, the student and the cleaner working side by side to bring Pantone 342 back to life.
As the date of the final showcase approached, Iona's collection was a stunning revelation. The deep green of Pantone 342 became the cornerstone of her designs, transforming from an overlooked shade into the star of the show. Dresses, coats, and accessories all carried the rich hue, each piece telling a story of revival and reinvention.
When the lights dimmed and the first model stepped onto the runway, there was a collective gasp from the audience. The color was mesmerizing, drawing everyone in with its depth and complexity. By the time the show ended, the fashion world was buzzing. Pantone 342 was no longer forgotten. It was reborn, and with it, Iona Takemura's name was cemented as a rising star in the industry.
But Iona knew the truth. This was not just her victory. It was Monica Frost's as well. After the show, she found Monica in the back, quietly watching the students and critics rave about the collection. Iona approached her, a silent understanding passing between them.
"Thank you," Iona said, her voice full of gratitude.
Monica smiled, her eyes glistening with tears. "You made it happen, Iona. You believed in it."
As the world embraced Pantone 342, Iona and Monica knew they had done something extraordinary. They had taken a forgotten color and, through their shared passion and determination, brought it back into the light.
Pantone 342 was more than just a color now. It was a symbol of the power of collaboration, of finding beauty in the overlooked, and of the belief that even the most unlikely people can make a lasting impact.
And so, the green revelation spread, not just through the fashion world, but beyond, inspiring others to see potential where others saw none.
Pantone 342, a deep, enigmatic green, had been overlooked in the fashion world for decades. It wasn't the vibrant emerald that graced red carpets or the pastel mint that adorned spring collections. No, Pantone 342 was a color that had somehow slipped through the cracks, its potential unrealized. But to Iona, it was perfect. It was the color of mystery, of the untapped potential she felt burning inside her. It represented everything she wanted to bring to the fashion world - something new, something that would shake the industry to its core.
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The day she stumbled upon Pantone 342, Iona was in the school's forgotten archives, where the swatches of past decades lay collecting dust. As she flipped through the pages of an old catalog, her eyes locked onto that deep green square, and something within her clicked. This was it. This was her muse.
However, Iona's enthusiasm was not shared by everyone. Her classmates mocked her for choosing such an "ugly" and "dated" color. Even her mentor, Professor Elise DuPont, raised an eyebrow. "It's a risky choice, Iona," she warned, her tone dripping with doubt. But Iona was undeterred.
While Iona toiled away in the studio, another figure moved quietly in the shadows - Monica Frost, the school's cleaner. Monica was an older woman, always in the background, often unnoticed. She had been working at the school for decades, seeing students come and go, most of them too self-absorbed to even acknowledge her presence. But Monica was more than just a cleaner. She had a secret - a deep, untapped knowledge of colors and fashion, a passion she had buried long ago.
One evening, as Iona was working late, she noticed Monica carefully sweeping the floor near her workspace. Monica paused, her eyes lingering on the green fabric draped over Iona's mannequin. "That's Pantone 342," Monica said softly, her voice tinged with nostalgia.
Iona looked up, surprised. "You know this color?"
Monica nodded, a wistful smile playing on her lips. "It was popular once, many years ago. But people forgot about it, just like they forgot about so many things."
Intrigued, Iona set down her work and listened as Monica recounted the story of Pantone 342 - a color that once held promise but was abandoned when trends shifted. Monica spoke of how she had once been a fashion student herself, full of dreams and aspirations. But life had taken her down a different path, one that led her to the cleaning closet rather than the runway.
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Iona was captivated. She realized that Monica saw the same potential in Pantone 342 that she did. They began to talk more often, Monica sharing her insights and Iona weaving them into her designs. What began as a mentorship quickly blossomed into an unlikely partnership, the student and the cleaner working side by side to bring Pantone 342 back to life.
As the date of the final showcase approached, Iona's collection was a stunning revelation. The deep green of Pantone 342 became the cornerstone of her designs, transforming from an overlooked shade into the star of the show. Dresses, coats, and accessories all carried the rich hue, each piece telling a story of revival and reinvention.
When the lights dimmed and the first model stepped onto the runway, there was a collective gasp from the audience. The color was mesmerizing, drawing everyone in with its depth and complexity. By the time the show ended, the fashion world was buzzing. Pantone 342 was no longer forgotten. It was reborn, and with it, Iona Takemura's name was cemented as a rising star in the industry.
But Iona knew the truth. This was not just her victory. It was Monica Frost's as well. After the show, she found Monica in the back, quietly watching the students and critics rave about the collection. Iona approached her, a silent understanding passing between them.
"Thank you," Iona said, her voice full of gratitude.
Monica smiled, her eyes glistening with tears. "You made it happen, Iona. You believed in it."
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As the world embraced Pantone 342, Iona and Monica knew they had done something extraordinary. They had taken a forgotten color and, through their shared passion and determination, brought it back into the light.
Pantone 342 was more than just a color now. It was a symbol of the power of collaboration, of finding beauty in the overlooked, and of the belief that even the most unlikely people can make a lasting impact.
And so, the green revelation spread, not just through the fashion world, but beyond, inspiring others to see potential where others saw none.
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