For future reference those scary places that womenfolk seem to adore have all kinds of colors intended for vinyl. I'm referring to places like Hobby Lobby, Michael's, and all of the others that cater to the abnormal crafting and decorating instincts that seems to have infected my wife, her friends, and even my daughter. My wife says that it's no different than our passion for motorcycles but I sure as heck don't see the similarities.