"Sorta iridescent, like if a hummingbird and an opal had a transporter accident."

Daniel the angel will play with patterns until she has something she likes the look of. The rainbow-glimmer is quite pretty.

"Perfect."

He also has illusion-drafts of her new form; The halo is a band of gold hovering fixedly about six inches from the top of her head. "That too can be customized somewhat. It will try not to get in the way when you sleep, for example."

"I like it, though if it'll do other colors it could match the wings maybe?"

He can make the metal itself different colors, pale mottled spots of color, but the glow will remain golden.

"Gold on gold it is then."

"So mote it be. I shall begin the work in earnest, now, and find you again when it is ready. I hope you enjoy the Garden in the meanwhile, miss Swan."

The final configuration of the paper is:

Here she comes!