A few weeks ago I was at the Hip and Urban Girl launch party. I was talking to someone I had just met. When I whipped out my iphone (which is encased in a bright pink TNA iphone condom) to swap Twitter information they commented:
“That’s a very girly phone case! Its so…pink“
“Oh yeah, I guess it is”
“You just don’t seem like a pink person“
And, this is kind of true. That night I was wearing a white top, a black fitted pencil skirt, black leather jacket & a pair of tough bondage inspired cage heels. This is a typical outfit for me. When I say the words “pink person” what comes to mind is images of Barbie, Paris Hilton, girls wearing short pleated skirts with Uggs (UGH!), the collective wardrobe of the cast of Mean Girls…you get my drift. This isn’t exactly me. I wear a lot of black, grey and neutral colors. I love dark skinny jeans, white T-shirts, fitted pencil skirts, black leather jackets, big fluffy scarves, clothes that are simple, feminine and sexy & accented with tough touches (which is why I lust after shoes like this and why I had a total clothes-gasm when I saw all the Motorcycle jackets in Fred Segal). This is pretty much what I look like most of the time (for day I swap out the heels for a pair of chucks or flats)
This photo was taken in LA but doesn’t exactly scream out Malibu Barbie.
However, after the party I went home and surveyed the contents of my apartment. For someone who claims they aren’t a “pink person” I have a heck of a lot of pink things. Here is the photographic evidence:
The contents of my purse (pink purse, pink notebook, pink ipod, pink iphone, pink essie nail-polish – I don’t actually carry around nail-polish. I just included it in the shot.)
As if this wasn’t bad enough, two weekends ago I tracked down the bikini I had been lusting after in this entry. I tried it on and it looked too effing cute to leave in the store. Now it is mine. Allllll miiiiine. I don’t care if just wear it at the neighborhood pool this summer. I love it. Oh and did I mention I got my toe-nails painted to match? Should I really be admitting this?!
The real WTF moment happened this weekend. I bought a bunch of new lingerie. After I took it home & washed it & got it ready to put away I noticed something: I own ALOT of pink panties. And I just bought more. But how could I resist? They’re just so pretty. Once again, I had to bring them home with me.
And, I write a blog that is very…pink. Which, requires equally pink business cards. Yup.
So what does this mean?
Am I a pink person?
Badass Sex blogger on the outside….pink loving, girly-girl, puffy heart drawing softie on the inside?
Something in between?
What I can say is this: I go through phases with colors. I went through a turquoise phase. I went through a chocolate brown phase. I went through a slightly depressed all-black phase. Right now I’m just going through a pink phase. I’m just going to embrace it. The color pink makes me feel energized and happy. The last time I went through a pink phase was right after I graduated university (actually it was more like a general bright color, bright pattern phase. Hello, I wore a Pucci print dress to my graduation. I didn’t say this was a “good” fashion phase). This was an exciting time for me because I felt like I was on the cusp of all kinds of new experiences. So, I’m kind of hoping the same is true right now. In the meantime, I’m just going to ride it out, pink purse in hand.
However you notice that I’ve decided to go blonde again, that I suddenly have a renewed interest in going to law school and I’ve started carrying around an abnormally small animal…
PLEASE STAGE AN INTERVENTION.
What’s your favorite color? Have you ever gone through a “color phase” or am I alone in this madness?!
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