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PANTONE 700
Parameters:
HEX Triplet:
#EBB1BFRGB:
235, 177, 191CMYK:
0, 40, 8, 0HSL:
346°, 25%, 92%Closest colors:
in RGB:
Nadeshiko pinkin PANTONE:
PANTONE 189in RAL Classic:
RAL 3015in RAL Design:
RAL 010 80 15in RAL Effect:
RAL 470-1in NCS:
NCS S 1030-R30B 2024-09-21 Snargl 02:12
What color is PANTONE 700?
PANTONE 700 is a light shade of pink-red with a hexadecimal color code of #EBB1BF.
In the RGB color model, it is composed of 92.16% red, 69.41% green and 74.9% blue.
PANTONE 700 has a hue of 346° (degrees), 25% saturation and 92% lightness in the HSL color space.
It has an approximate wavelength of 668.93 nm.
In the RGB color model, it is composed of 92.16% red, 69.41% green and 74.9% blue.
PANTONE 700 has a hue of 346° (degrees), 25% saturation and 92% lightness in the HSL color space.
It has an approximate wavelength of 668.93 nm.
Example of the palette with the PANTONE 700 color
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Top 5 color shades of the illustration. Arranged in descending order of frequency of occurrence (first - more often, last - more rare).
See these colors in NCS, PANTONE, RAL palettes...
See these colors in NCS, PANTONE, RAL palettes...
NCS (Natural Color System)
RAL Classic
RAL 3007
RAL 9005
RAL 7032
RAL 4008
RAL 9002
Funny stories about the 'PANTONE 700'
The Color of Connection
Long time ago, in the rolling hills of a countryside bathed in golden sunlight, there lived a farmer named Nexia Moon. Nexia was no ordinary farmer; she had a unique way of seeing the world. Where others saw mere soil, crops, and skies, she saw a vast canvas, waiting to be painted with the colors of nature. Her farm, filled with fields of lavender, roses, and peonies, was a symphony of colors that dazzled the eye and soothed the soul. However, there was one color missing, a color that haunted her dreams - a color she could never quite capture.
One day, as she was tending to her fields, she noticed a man standing at the edge of her property. He was tall, with a mess of dark curls and a notebook clutched tightly in his hands. He appeared lost, not just in direction, but in thought. Nexia, ever the curious soul, approached him.
"Are you looking for something?" she asked, her voice carrying the warmth of the earth.
The man looked up, startled at first, but then his face softened into a smile. "I suppose I am," he replied. "My name is Jacob Rodriguez. I'm a writer, and I've been wandering these parts, hoping to find inspiration for my next story."
"Inspiration?" Nexia echoed, intrigued. "And have you found it?"
Jacob shook his head. "Not quite. I'm looking for something... different. Something that speaks to the soul, a connection between worlds that words alone can't describe."
Nexia's eyes sparkled with understanding. "I think I know exactly what you're searching for. Come with me."
She led Jacob through her farm, past rows of vibrant flowers that swayed gently in the breeze. As they walked, she spoke of her dreams and the elusive color that had been evading her for years.
"I've tried every shade, every tint," she said, her voice tinged with a hint of frustration. "But there's one color that I see in my dreams, a color that ties everything together, and yet I can't seem to recreate it."
Jacob listened intently, his writer's mind already crafting a story around her words. They reached a small shed at the far end of the farm, and Nexia opened the door to reveal a collection of paints, brushes, and canvases.
"This is where I try to capture it," she explained, gesturing to the works in progress. Each canvas was a masterpiece in its own right, yet Nexia's eyes lingered on one unfinished piece. It was a blend of soft pinks and warm tones, almost there, but not quite.
Jacob stared at the painting, something stirring deep within him. He suddenly remembered an article he had read about a color, a specific shade that had recently been discovered - a shade that was said to evoke emotions of warmth, connection, and comfort. He pulled out his notebook and began to write feverishly.
"It's called Pantone 700," Jacob said, his voice filled with excitement. "It's a new color that's been described as the color of connection. I think it might be the one you've been searching for."
Nexia's heart raced as she listened to Jacob's words. Could it be? She mixed the colors Jacob described, adding a dash of red, a hint of pink, and a touch of white. As the brush touched the canvas, the color blossomed before her eyes - soft, inviting, and full of life. It was the color of dawn breaking over her fields, the color of a new beginning, the color that tied everything together.
Tears welled up in Nexia's eyes as she stepped back to admire the finished piece. "This is it," she whispered. "This is the color of connection, the color I've been dreaming of."
Jacob smiled, feeling a sense of fulfillment he hadn't experienced in years. "It's beautiful," he said softly. "It's more than just a color - it's a story, a feeling, a bridge between people and nature."
The two of them stood in silence, soaking in the moment. The sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the farm, and the new color on the canvas seemed to come alive, reflecting the warmth of the day and the promise of tomorrow.
From that day on, Nexia's farm became known as the place where the color of connection was born. Designers, artists, and travelers from all over came to see the Pantone 700 in its truest form, painted not just on canvas, but on the fields, the skies, and in the hearts of those who visited.
As for Jacob, he finally found the story he had been searching for - the story of a color that brought people together, the story of Nexia Moon, the farmer who saw the world as a canvas, and how they both discovered the power of connection through a simple, yet profound, hue.
And in the pages of his book, he wrote about the day he found his inspiration in the rolling hills, guided by a farmer with a dream and a color that could touch the soul.
One day, as she was tending to her fields, she noticed a man standing at the edge of her property. He was tall, with a mess of dark curls and a notebook clutched tightly in his hands. He appeared lost, not just in direction, but in thought. Nexia, ever the curious soul, approached him.
"Are you looking for something?" she asked, her voice carrying the warmth of the earth.
The man looked up, startled at first, but then his face softened into a smile. "I suppose I am," he replied. "My name is Jacob Rodriguez. I'm a writer, and I've been wandering these parts, hoping to find inspiration for my next story."
"Inspiration?" Nexia echoed, intrigued. "And have you found it?"
Jacob shook his head. "Not quite. I'm looking for something... different. Something that speaks to the soul, a connection between worlds that words alone can't describe."
Nexia's eyes sparkled with understanding. "I think I know exactly what you're searching for. Come with me."
She led Jacob through her farm, past rows of vibrant flowers that swayed gently in the breeze. As they walked, she spoke of her dreams and the elusive color that had been evading her for years.
"I've tried every shade, every tint," she said, her voice tinged with a hint of frustration. "But there's one color that I see in my dreams, a color that ties everything together, and yet I can't seem to recreate it."
Jacob listened intently, his writer's mind already crafting a story around her words. They reached a small shed at the far end of the farm, and Nexia opened the door to reveal a collection of paints, brushes, and canvases.
"This is where I try to capture it," she explained, gesturing to the works in progress. Each canvas was a masterpiece in its own right, yet Nexia's eyes lingered on one unfinished piece. It was a blend of soft pinks and warm tones, almost there, but not quite.
Jacob stared at the painting, something stirring deep within him. He suddenly remembered an article he had read about a color, a specific shade that had recently been discovered - a shade that was said to evoke emotions of warmth, connection, and comfort. He pulled out his notebook and began to write feverishly.
"It's called Pantone 700," Jacob said, his voice filled with excitement. "It's a new color that's been described as the color of connection. I think it might be the one you've been searching for."
Nexia's heart raced as she listened to Jacob's words. Could it be? She mixed the colors Jacob described, adding a dash of red, a hint of pink, and a touch of white. As the brush touched the canvas, the color blossomed before her eyes - soft, inviting, and full of life. It was the color of dawn breaking over her fields, the color of a new beginning, the color that tied everything together.
Tears welled up in Nexia's eyes as she stepped back to admire the finished piece. "This is it," she whispered. "This is the color of connection, the color I've been dreaming of."
Jacob smiled, feeling a sense of fulfillment he hadn't experienced in years. "It's beautiful," he said softly. "It's more than just a color - it's a story, a feeling, a bridge between people and nature."
The two of them stood in silence, soaking in the moment. The sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the farm, and the new color on the canvas seemed to come alive, reflecting the warmth of the day and the promise of tomorrow.
From that day on, Nexia's farm became known as the place where the color of connection was born. Designers, artists, and travelers from all over came to see the Pantone 700 in its truest form, painted not just on canvas, but on the fields, the skies, and in the hearts of those who visited.
As for Jacob, he finally found the story he had been searching for - the story of a color that brought people together, the story of Nexia Moon, the farmer who saw the world as a canvas, and how they both discovered the power of connection through a simple, yet profound, hue.
And in the pages of his book, he wrote about the day he found his inspiration in the rolling hills, guided by a farmer with a dream and a color that could touch the soul.
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