janvier 28, 2004
tickled pink!
i like snow. i do. i like snow days even better. but the single fact remains: i am so very much over winter it's not to be believed. it's not so much the cold (though i'm unhappy with that as well) as the monochromatic nature of the season. i mean, new york is gray enough as a matter of course, being hewn out of asphalt and granite; to add a white blanket and a slate sky is to take the grayscale mentality a little too far.
this, i'd imagine, is why i've recently found myself positively obsessed with the color pink.
PINK! the color of spring and girliness!
PINK! rumored to cause physical weakness in others when viewed in large amounts!
PINK! the color of watermelons, tea roses and pop stars of questionable merit!
Posted by shivery at janvier 28, 2004 08:44 AM
this, i'd imagine, is why i've recently found myself positively obsessed with the color pink.
PINK! the color of spring and girliness!
PINK! rumored to cause physical weakness in others when viewed in large amounts!
PINK! the color of watermelons, tea roses and pop stars of questionable merit!
it's taken me ages to admit my fascination with pink. i came to my girliness late, spending most of my adolescence in the preferred company of combat boots and bushy eyebrows--the finer points of femininity were not high on my list. as such, it was (and still largely remains) all about shades of black, white and gray (that's right, double standardized monochromism. whatever). but as i've grown up and discovered the joys of skirts and the art of the feminine wile, i've found myself having a flirtation with pink, with its rosy softness and cheery vibrance...the perfect antidote to the winter doldrums.
now if only i could assert the strength of character to somehow work it into my life, outside of the permanent pinkness of my wind-stung cheeks.
now if only i could assert the strength of character to somehow work it into my life, outside of the permanent pinkness of my wind-stung cheeks.
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