I’m starting to like the color pink.
For me, this is a shocking statement. I have severely disliked pink for as long as I can remember, though I have been unable to clearly state why I dislike (hate) it so. It could be because I’m not a very feminine woman, and pink’s girlishness has always rankled me, pale pink especially. It’s a froofy, almost pointless color. My favorite color is black – solid, sophisticated, not usually associated with girls.
Even when Azrael was born, and the inevitable wave of pink into our home and lives began, my dislike did not bend. I tolerated it, because doing otherwise would have meant being irritable all the time over a comparatively small thing such as blanket color.
However, over the last year, my dislike has been lessening somewhat. I still don’t like really light pink, but darker shades are starting to appeal to me. Evidently, I’ve been sneaking them into my life without realizing what I’ve been doing, too.
- Our bedroom curtains are deep pink.
- I have a deep/hot pink shirt, and reddish-pink shorts.
- My new shower pouf? Hot pink.
Honestly, I didn’t realize it until yesterday.
According to the awkwardly named “empower-yourself-with-color-psychology.com” website:
This color represents compassion, nurturing and love. It relates to unconditional love and understanding, and the giving and receiving of nurturing.
A combination of red and white, pink contains the need for action of red, helping it to achieve the potential for success and insight offered by white. It is the passion and power of red softened with the purity, openness and completeness of white. The deeper the pink, the more passion and energy it exhibits.
Pink is feminine and romantic, affectionate and intimate, thoughtful and caring. It tones down the physical passion of red replacing it with a gentle loving energy.
Pink is intuitive and insightful, showing tenderness and kindness with its empathy and sensitivity.
In color psychology, pink is a sign of hope. It is a positive color inspiring warm and comforting feelings, a sense that everything will be okay.
Hmm. Maybe I’m subconsciously onto something here, then.