Sepia
Beaver
Fawn
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PANTONE 467
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212, 191, 147CMYK:
6, 15, 41, 10HSL:
41°, 31%, 83%Closest colors:
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PANTONE 7502in RAL Classic:
RAL 1001in RAL Design:
RAL 090 80 30in RAL Effect:
RAL 780-4in NCS:
NCS S 1515-G90Y 2024-09-23 Snargl 02:18
What color is PANTONE 467?
PANTONE 467 is a color that has a hue of 41° and a lightness of 83%.
It is a medium light shade of yellow with a touch of brown.
PANTONE 467, you are a color that I love
You make me feel happy and calm
You are like a gift from above
A beautiful and soothing balm
It is a medium light shade of yellow with a touch of brown.
PANTONE 467, you are a color that I love
You make me feel happy and calm
You are like a gift from above
A beautiful and soothing balm
Example of the palette with the PANTONE 467 color
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Funny stories about the 'PANTONE 467'
The Color of Secrets
Long time ago, far away, in the small coastal town of Bristle Bay, where the mist hung like a shroud over the cliffs and the ocean roared with ancient secrets, lived Christian Chen, a fisherman with a reputation for being a keeper of old tales and forgotten lore. His weathered hands had hauled in nets heavy with the sea's bounty, but it was his fascination with a peculiar color that held an even deeper significance.
One stormy evening, as Christian prepared his boat for the next day's catch, he found an unusual fabric wedged beneath a pile of old nets. The material was a deep, rich hue, a blend of earthy browns and soft golds. The tag attached to it read "PANTONE 467." Christian, who was more accustomed to the monochromatic world of the sea, felt an inexplicable pull towards the fabric.
The following day, Christian visited Sandy Black, a brilliant but reclusive engineer known for her unorthodox projects and inventive mind. Sandy's workshop was filled with intricate machines and half-finished creations, and she had a knack for turning the mundane into the extraordinary.
"Christian, what brings you here?" Sandy asked, peering over her latest contraption - a metallic structure that looked like it belonged in a steampunk fantasy.
"I found this," Christian said, presenting the fabric. "Do you know anything about this color? It's not like anything I've seen."
Sandy inspected the fabric with keen interest. "PANTONE 467," she muttered. "It's a rare shade, almost mythical in the fashion world. But it's more than just a color. There's a legend that says it has... properties."
Sandy's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "There's an old story about a designer who used this exact shade to create a garment that could alter perception - people saw what they most desired when they looked at it."
Christian raised an eyebrow. "So you're saying this fabric is magical?"
"Not exactly," Sandy said. "But it might be connected to something more profound."
Determined to uncover the truth, Sandy and Christian began their investigation. They traced the fabric's origins to a forgotten fashion house in Paris, where the color was rumored to have been used in a collection that never reached the public. The designer vanished mysteriously, leaving behind only cryptic sketches and notes about "visions of the unseen."
As they delved deeper, they discovered a hidden compartment in the fabric - a tiny, encrypted microchip. Sandy, with her engineering skills, managed to decrypt the chip, revealing a message in a code that hinted at a location: an abandoned lighthouse on the outskirts of Bristle Bay.
When night fell, Christian and Sandy made their way to the lighthouse, the wind howling as though trying to keep them away. Inside, amidst the cobwebs and dust, they found a locked chest. The key, it turned out, was embedded in the fabric's weave.
With bated breath, they opened the chest to reveal a garment - a stunning, intricately designed cloak made from the same fabric. As they draped it over a mannequin, the room seemed to shimmer and shift, revealing hidden compartments and arcane symbols.
"Is it really happening?" Christian whispered, awestruck.
"It appears so," Sandy replied, her voice tinged with excitement. "This cloak is more than just a fashion statement. It's a gateway - a bridge between the seen and the unseen."
They realized that the cloak's true power was not in altering perceptions, but in revealing hidden truths and guiding the wearer to what they needed most. Christian and Sandy left the lighthouse, the cloak folded carefully between them, knowing that their discovery would forever change their understanding of the world.
As dawn broke over Bristle Bay, the mysterious fabric - PANTONE 467 - had woven its way into their lives, leaving them forever entwined in a tale of magic, mystery, and the pursuit of hidden truths.
One stormy evening, as Christian prepared his boat for the next day's catch, he found an unusual fabric wedged beneath a pile of old nets. The material was a deep, rich hue, a blend of earthy browns and soft golds. The tag attached to it read "PANTONE 467." Christian, who was more accustomed to the monochromatic world of the sea, felt an inexplicable pull towards the fabric.
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The following day, Christian visited Sandy Black, a brilliant but reclusive engineer known for her unorthodox projects and inventive mind. Sandy's workshop was filled with intricate machines and half-finished creations, and she had a knack for turning the mundane into the extraordinary.
"Christian, what brings you here?" Sandy asked, peering over her latest contraption - a metallic structure that looked like it belonged in a steampunk fantasy.
"I found this," Christian said, presenting the fabric. "Do you know anything about this color? It's not like anything I've seen."
Sandy inspected the fabric with keen interest. "PANTONE 467," she muttered. "It's a rare shade, almost mythical in the fashion world. But it's more than just a color. There's a legend that says it has... properties."
Sandy's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "There's an old story about a designer who used this exact shade to create a garment that could alter perception - people saw what they most desired when they looked at it."
Christian raised an eyebrow. "So you're saying this fabric is magical?"
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"Not exactly," Sandy said. "But it might be connected to something more profound."
Determined to uncover the truth, Sandy and Christian began their investigation. They traced the fabric's origins to a forgotten fashion house in Paris, where the color was rumored to have been used in a collection that never reached the public. The designer vanished mysteriously, leaving behind only cryptic sketches and notes about "visions of the unseen."
As they delved deeper, they discovered a hidden compartment in the fabric - a tiny, encrypted microchip. Sandy, with her engineering skills, managed to decrypt the chip, revealing a message in a code that hinted at a location: an abandoned lighthouse on the outskirts of Bristle Bay.
When night fell, Christian and Sandy made their way to the lighthouse, the wind howling as though trying to keep them away. Inside, amidst the cobwebs and dust, they found a locked chest. The key, it turned out, was embedded in the fabric's weave.
With bated breath, they opened the chest to reveal a garment - a stunning, intricately designed cloak made from the same fabric. As they draped it over a mannequin, the room seemed to shimmer and shift, revealing hidden compartments and arcane symbols.
"Is it really happening?" Christian whispered, awestruck.
"It appears so," Sandy replied, her voice tinged with excitement. "This cloak is more than just a fashion statement. It's a gateway - a bridge between the seen and the unseen."
They realized that the cloak's true power was not in altering perceptions, but in revealing hidden truths and guiding the wearer to what they needed most. Christian and Sandy left the lighthouse, the cloak folded carefully between them, knowing that their discovery would forever change their understanding of the world.
As dawn broke over Bristle Bay, the mysterious fabric - PANTONE 467 - had woven its way into their lives, leaving them forever entwined in a tale of magic, mystery, and the pursuit of hidden truths.
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