Pair of Bodys Egg

No no no… this rotund shape just won't do! Such a wide flaring base is so unseemly — but this egg is on the right path to correct such unwanted form! Delicate white lace frames the top, while cream and dusty beige and linen is cinched in vague hour-glass shape along the middle. Play of light and shadow define sturdy boning to that structure on one side in flattering lines to provide that oh-so necessary contorting strength. On the other, a criss-cross weave of lacing, done up nice and tight like a proper person of high taste would expect!

Manic Pop Egg

Brightness abound, this egg is all about the piercing eyesore of bright oranges, greens and flashes of blue combined with a myriad of bold, black thick lines dividing it into off-kilter rectangular sections and creating outlines. Hexagons with piercing edges share shell space with unusual fractalline triangles of all different sizes, forming patterns that are all distinctly mathematical in nature, each sharply edged and clearly outlined. It may look like the results of an off-balance, confused equation, but it is also the height of geometric appeal.

Not Yo Momma's Hip Satchel Egg

This egg is… well, lumpy is certainly a kind word. It looks full, stuffed to the brink, pushing at seams and bulging against a rigid black line that might've been a zipper criss-crossing its length, if only it weren't formed out of unforgiving shell. The entire vaguely-crooked, not-quite-right dimensions of this egg are stamped with an eye-searing pattern that might be floral or might just be something a child with a brush and entirely too much artistic freedom cobbled together: spirals and arcs in circles and waves, and really it might almost be okay if it weren't rendered in eye-searing colors only a mother could love. It certainly isn't your traditional egg - there are others out there that are more sensible, more capable, and certainly a lot less florid - but it's here for function and the unfettered glory of its form is just an added bonus really, so if you don't like it just don't touch it! There's someone out there that will love it for its lumps and sidepockets and jarring black straps that break up the rabid flamboyance of its shell - it doesn't need you!

Velourve Machine Egg

There are a lot of Statements in this clutch, and compared to some of its' clutchmates, this mid-sized egg kind of fades into the background. It's relatively plain; rusty red-brown over the majority of it, striped on either side with double lines of yellow from apex to base. From a distance, this appears to be it: a plain brownish egg with stripes that circumnavigate the shell longwise. Closer, the browns fade into darker and brighter shades in random patterns, subtle but apparent on close inspection. The slight variation in color lends an almost velveteen look to the shell, soft and smooth. Shiny, even, if the light hits it right. Not fancy, but cozy, maybe. Roughly two-thirds of the way up the shell, in the same yellow of the stripes, a marking shaped like a crown holds court as the only other obvious distinction on the egg. It catches the light, though, vaguely plastic and shiny, like a sticker somebody's applied to the shell.

Fantastical Whimsy Egg

This egg wants you to look at those other eggs, then back to this egg, then back to those other eggs, then back to this egg. Don't you want to touch this egg? You know you do. (Touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it!) It's an ovid to be sure, if a little oblong in shape and indecisive in color. It's got highlighter yellows and bubblegum pinks that bleed into Robin's blues and its electric cousin. It's vibrant oranges and sunset reds. It's dappled in royal purples and muted greens, wearing freckles of gold that somehow just work. It bears a crown of mismatched shapes in a myriad of colors, too. That there is a heart, and accompanying to its right is surely a miniature tiara. There's mermaids, and rainbows, and unicorns, and fairies to engender the feeling of whimsical fancy this egg supplies with presence alone. Do you want to touch it? Because you could touch it. You should definitely touch it.

You Wish You Were This Cool Egg

This egg is truly nothing remarkable. It's a perfect ovoid in shape, its shell a creamy, pale white that's pearlescent in the right lighting. The only hint of anything out of the ordinary is a band around the 'neck' of the egg. It's as intrinsic as a tattoo while remaining very basic: whorls of black that are almost tribal, but stop just shy of being such, repeating in a perfect line around the egg's circumference.

100 Layers of Egg

Ogres, onions, and parfaits all have something in common with this egg: LAYERS. It's entirely possible this egg was built from the middle outwards, might be smaller than it seems, for though it certainly has girth and a certain special side-heavy wobble, one can also bear witness to each and every single aspect of its growth. It's right there in a layer of starry incandescent blue, a blur of hazard orange, glittery blotches of lurid green, streaks of gold, layer after layer of every color known to mankind. Sunshine yellow, cloudy white, storm black, cherry red, shiny chrome, they're all there in some shape or form, some edges dewy and perfect, others streaking off in bold jagged rakes of pigment, but if your favorite color exists, trust and believe: with a little arduous seeking, you will find it rendered in the dedication of this laboriously constructed egg's shell.

Double Blue Blues Egg

Largely pale blue, a little worn around the edges, looking faded with age in spite of being very much brand new, this egg is an odd one. Creases and wrinkles mar the surface in relatively unobtrusive patterns. Darker lines run here and there, too, breaking the soft variations in color segmenting the shell into neat sections. The top half of the shell is slightly paler than the bottom, the pattern a little tigher-woven; more faded, too, with the edges nearer the dark lines more saturated with blue. It's kind of grey up top, with what appear to be small nicks and tears in the shell but certainly aren't. The bottom half of the shell is more blue, but also considerably more varied in color, with a deeper blue base washed out considerably with large and irregular pale patches. The mottled effect makes the larger 'tears', here, slightly less obvious than they are up top — it's hard to spot the frayed-looking areas, with so much variation in colors. Maybe the fact that this egg is on the large side helps see some of the minor details; the slow fade from periwinkle to steel up top, the interesting patterns along the lower half. Maybe it's just too much blue.

More Intense Than Ordinary Egg

Is this egg covered in spikes? It certainly looks like it, though thankfully for Kouzevelth it's an optical illusion: while it does have some raised areas, not a one happen to actually be anywhere near as pointy as they look. And pointy indeed they do appear, in a multitude of varieties — across a base of leathery, worn-looking black, some thicker silver spears seem to have rounded edges, and in other areas patterns looking like immense, thin brightly-colored fans rise along its edges in pinks, blues, purples and an orangey-off white. There's something almost metallic about the texture of the spear-looking parts, and those bright colors feel more like … hairs? It's an unusual egg, but there's a fierce intensity about it that just cries "come at me, bro."