My parents were contrasts of one another. My Mère had dirty blonde hair and a simple black tank top that allowed her wings to be free and jeans. She rarely wore jewelry which set her apart from many Veela. My Maman on the other hand had black hair and tanned skin and was wearing an extravagant dress and had several pieces of jewelry that adorned her hands, neck, and ears. She only went all out when it was a special occasion as she was often wearing the same as my Mère when she was painting. Even after thirty years in this life, it still surprised me to see my Maman dressed so luxurious.