I'm thinking back, way back, to that time when my mother chose my clothing for me and I'm having a hard time recalling anything pink. I'm thinking forward to the time when I began to choose my own clothing and I'm having a hard time recalling anything pink. That isn't to say that I don't have or have had things that are pink. I had a pair of pink high heels in the '80s (didn't every young woman?). I currently have one blouse and 2 t-shirts that are shades of pink. The only pink make up I own is some nail polish (2 bottles out of about 25), and a blush called "Dandelion" by Benefit. I'm not really what you would call a "pink person".
I do have pink flowers in my garden, mostly roses and some impatiens and years ago I probably would have been more drawn to pink in the garden but I've gone off pink you see. I think it's very much to do with the "pinking" that is associated with breast cancer. Now of course, any time I see "pink" my immediate reaction goes straight to 'breast cancer' -- it's like a word association, one I would very much like to put a halt to.
I'm going to keep playing along with the colour week, but I'm not linking back to Poppytalk or contributing to the flickr pool. I did that yesterday and today was reminded that I don't "fit" with that group and that's just not me. But I do like the idea of looking at colour for inspiration and to get my mojo runnin'.
(image from Squidoo.com)
Whoever it was that decided "pink is for girls" was off "his" rocker (note that yes, I am making a grand assumption that this must have been a "he"!). This article from the Smithsonian is interesting...."it wasn't until the 1940s that "manufacturers and retailers" decided"...and who would those people have been in the 1940s??? MEN!!!
So apologies "pink" -- it really is me and not you.