The colour PINK is a bit like wine: you may like it, you drink it, you taste it, you might also be a fan.
Or you could be a major alcoholic.
Future hardships are created during the delicate phases of childhood, when mothers adorn their daughters with pink bows, packaging them as though they were a bouquet of flowers, happily sending them to school like that, on an ordinary day.
Or those other mothers who dress their girls as tomboys, with jeans three meters long and folded back 13 times, with oversize sweaters, when oversize was yet to be appreciated, and with a practical bowl haircut.
These girls will sit alongside those other girls.
Can you now see the generation of the dual childhood truama??
Since this year Rose Quartz is one of the colours for 2016 I expect we’ll be seeing a lot of these traumas resurfacing. Lots of bloggers victims of the colour pink, who see the world through a glass of cosmolitan, that wish for a flamingo instead of a dog, and who sleep on a cushion of candyfloss.
I LOVE pink but I don’t think I’d ever be brave to do it from head to toe. I’m more into wearing a pink lipstick with an all black outfit :p
I feel like I have some unresolved issues with that colour! But I do love it as a lipstick shade!
Imagine my shock when I come back home to find my mother has done my entire bedroom in pink. I love a pink beanie or a pink (adidas) zip-up, with an all-black outfit though. Just a smash of pink never hurt anyone
Please tell me that didn’t really happen 😱 Im shuddering just thinking about it! btw thanks for stopping by and commenting, I love it!🙌🎉💃
The last look is just fabulous!
Isn’t it just? Even I can’t find anything bad to say haha 😀 Thanks for the comment btw!