Pink, With a Vengence

I'm noticing how pink is slowly edging its way into my life. I spent so much (read: the MAJORITY) of my childhood and adolescence resisting its advances, it's kind of ironic observing the growth of pink in my life.

My slicker. My phone case. My wallet. My favourite shirt. My swimmie shorts. My rainboots. My favourite blanket. My hot pink Converse. My favourite sweatshirt.

Sometimes i ride on the bus and scheme ways I can let more pink into my life. I think it's a reconciliation between my childhood and my Now.