As a young girl, my loathing for pink was bazaar and unaccountable.
My best friend and I as young girls, often adjusted our 'favourite colour' many times a week, just to be unique from out younger sisters.
I recall having 'confidential conferences' by the water fountain during class time, we discussed how one of our copious sisters had decided to share our favourite colour. As the older and 'wiser' ones, we would not allow it. We would come up with a new colour to claim as ours.
There were two colours however, that were never 'ours'. Purple and Pink.
Purple, because it had been associated with my sister since I can remember, and to share a favourite colour with your sister is just tacky.
Pink, was pink. It was the colour which defined a 'girly-girl' something which neither of as wanted any connection with.
It took me 16 years to overcome that stereotype.
Now, on this beautiful spring day, I find myself dressed in practically all pink.
This is not due to the fact that I am now a 'girly-girl', but because I am fond of the colour. It is an exceedingly happy colour, I often use it to reflect my moods.
In fact, I am using it to reflect my mood regarding the weather!
It truly is a b-e-a-utiful colour!
-Pink makes me happy!-
2 comments:
pink is the colour of many summer fruits; such as watermelon!
Hey, I had forgotten about the changing of favourite colours... I also recall the confidential meetings. On a related note, you should see the bright pink shoes I now own :D.
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