For a long time the colorpink was a my secret joy, a color I loved but would never wear or embrace for fear that others would find my love of it proof that I was not to be taken seriously.
Thanks to various pink colored incidents and the words of those wiser than me, I have learned to embrace pink a color of soft quiet power. Pink, the red of passion tinged with the white of innocents.. what a lovely blend... Need a dose?
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as I write this I'm wearing black and grey -- but my heart is with brooklyn industries, where my pink bag is on backorder for three more days. I too live with a secret love of pink. (shhhh. don't tell anyone. ;)
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