“I want to say something so embarrassing about September that even the leaves start blushing and turning red.”
“I want a white car that turns red when I’m embarrassed.”
“When bananas blush, they turn brown, not red. And when tomatoes blush, you’ve probably said something really naughty.”
“Sophos turned red, and I wondered about the circulation of his blood; maybe his body kept an extra supply of it in his head, ready for blushing.”
“Sunburns are so embarrassing that they always make me blush all over.”
“I want to write a song about the only girl I’ve ever loved. And the chorus will say something like, “I really want to see you tonight, so I hope you leave your blinds open.”