Someday I'll have a big ol' house with a dressing room decorated in all frilly pinkness and lace and I'll hire someone to keep it clean and organized for me and all the lighting fixtures will look like this.
Fires are dirty and hot and dangerous and a pain. 8-bit art is none of these things. Decision made.
The light in here is so vanilla.
If a TARDIS could talk, what would it say?
It's nice to know someone tall and quiet is watching over me while I sleep. Wait, did I say nice? I meant super creepy.