His eyes reminded her of old apothecary bottles, deep brown, when the sunlight hit them and turned them almost amber.
You have to be strategic with poetic prose in a romantic comedy. People are there for the hijinks and the drama and the swoony moments, not necessarily to hear an author wax on about the way the moon glinted like a silver coin in the velvet padding of the sky. So this one was a compromise—I got to leave it in if I promised not to go overboard in other parts of the book! Also, side note: I totally got the inspiration for this metaphor from a photograph while making a Pinterest board for the book!
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