Pink! It’s Like Red But Not Quite.

As much as I like to think of myself as pretty hardcore, a ball-busting broad, etc. I love the color pink. This is why my title is pink. It’s not because of Breast Cancer Awareness (some femmes* are pretty pissed the ribbon is pink—I’m on the fence), or that I am a die-hard fan of Victoria’s Secret, or that I am a girly girl (soooo far from it; I can dress up and be pretty, but it’s jeans and a tee for me).

But this makes me wonder why some people are drawn to certain colors, what it says—if anything—about them. We have zodiac, Chinese zodiac, numerology… what about colorology? Guess not since I just coined that word. Some people ascertain that colors bring out feelings in people. Red can cause aggression, hunger and passion. Prisons can have pastel colored walls to hopefully maintain a state of calm and cooperation among inmates.

I don’t mean to bring him up again, but Jimmy’s favorite color that he used in the kitchen and den was red. There was no passion, aggression or hunger really. But maybe our favorite colors reflect what we desire and what we are lacking. Pink could mean a part of me desires to be girly girl; get mani-pedis, dress to impress, wear heels instead of sneakers… yeah, the part of me I know is gagging a bit. Maybe I want to feel more feminine. Well, actually, I do that with lingerie. I’ve always been a kind of jeans and t-shirt chick (except that 1 goth phase in freshman year of high school), but when I was young and had a job without all the bills along with it, I would buy lingerie all the time. I’m feminine, just on the inside.

What’s your favorite color? What do you think it reveals, if anything, about you?

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*I always thought femmes was a nicer way of saying females (I hate when people say females), but thanks to the internet I now know it’s slang for lesbians. I really hope it’s not like the N-word because I mean no offense whatsoever. I like the word and when I hear, use, think it I think Femme Fatale. Just my prerogative.