Color me Pink!

I hated Pink
Pink was such a feminine color. I wouldn't be caught dead wearing it. Any shade of pink was unacceptable for me. Don't get me wrong, I was not a tom boy. I still wore dresses, makeup and hung out with my gal pals. It's just none of the above were in the shade of pink. I remember my dad bought this dress for me that had a light shade of pink on the blouse and I refused to wear it. (Trust me when I say that it created a big drama in my house)

I now love Pink
I don't know when the transition happened. But as I was looking in the closet this morning, I realized that a good bulk of my cloths now contain a shade of pink color in them. What has happened to me? My cell phone color is pink! My watch's dial is also a pink color now. I have a shade of pink lipstick, pink nail polish. OMG I have been pinkified!!!!

What has happened to me? I have turned from a pink-day-in-hell personality to a pink-day-every-day personality!

Here is my analysis on this: I used to hate pink because it represented feminine color. To me it represented a Barbie doll, a softness persona, a weak persona who is dependent on someone else. I might have come to this conclusion due to the environment around me. At that time, people around me treated me as a child. They treated me as someone who was not independent, someone who cannot make decisions for herself, someone who is soft and could not speak up for herself. My culture also projects this. Hence, I had falsely manifested to myself that these assumptions people made of me were due to my feminine characters. Since pink represented femaleness, I hated pink.

Somewhere along the way this changed for me. I realized that being female has its own positive attributes. I learned to break away from the stereotype regarding woman’s attributes that came from my surroundings. Now, Female characteristics to me include strength, kindness and compassion which are now enduring to me. As I grew up I became a self-sufficient, independent individual. I did not require other's guidance to make decisions. As I started to realize this, people around me changed. They started treating me like an adult. Somewhere along the way I started embracing my female characteristics (not in a feminist way). I am proud to be a woman and hence have embraced pink color as a sign of strength in a woman and not a sign of weakness.

I am now a proud PINK fan!