At some point between the age of 18 and 20 I abandoned pink as a color. I do not know why. I think I thought it was uncool or not deep and lacking in angst. Which is true. There is no pink in angst. And vice versa.
However, in my mid 20’s, in the middle of -for lack of a better words or terms – a soul awaking and discovery of my authentic self, – I re-discovered pink (by way of Rachel Ashwell of course.) And I fell madly, head over heels in- love. I never quite understood this madness for pink, this head-over- heels affection that seemed to suddenly sprout up in me like the first daffodil of spring, until a few years ago when I read the following quote, mentioned in passing in one of my favorite books, that it suddenly made sense:
“Better for the soul that it have color” – Earl King
Yes, I thought. It is better for the soul that it have color. And after years of trying to bend and sway, to be cool, or to fit in, years of trying to figure out who I was and what I liked, drowning in a world of khaki and taupe, suddenly my soul sang out in Pink! Pink is hope and dreams and laughter and whispering and newness all rolled into one color. Pink is a song you hum when you are doing something you love, it is the giggles that bubble up between the best of friends and it is the icing on your favorite cake.
Pink is simply, happy.
i have been a fan of pink for many years (even before i became a mary kay consultant), but never have i heard its virtues extolled quite so eloquently.btw, i commented on your thursday post this morning (i guess i didn’t look at the date) asking if i could still be included in your week of color even though my post this morning only coincidentally contained pink. (i had forgotten about your invitation until i saw your pink post this morning.)i’m going to consider myself “in.”
Sounds a lot like me. I hated, hated pink until I was about 22 or 23, and then it was total love. I even wore a pink wedding dress!
oh my word- how i despised pink in the mid-eighties (except day-glo courtesy of wham! and cyndi) but found my revival during college with my sorority (delta zeta). these are such sweet pictures and conjure up all that is lovely, wonderful, and happy. i’m particularily fond now since i have 2 non-pink boys!
Pink is heavenly…pure and simple.My favourite shade is the palest of pinks in a peony.Loved this!Linda
I, too, abandoned pink in my early 20s, and didn’t come back to it until my mid (okay, late) 30s! In other words last year. Thanks for stopping by the blog & for the supportive words. That’s what I love about the blog world-you realize you are never alone in your thoughts.
Pretty Pink yummy yummy!Diane