Ministering Angels
Friday, February 10, 2006
Pink is my favorite color...
By Sarita
(Let me premise this by saying that you are in no regards obligated to read the following. This has turned into my own soul searching personal rantings, and I in no way guarantee this will be inspired, enlightening, let alone enjoyable. Enjoy.)
Okay, so pink really isn't my favorite color. I lied. Well, it's not anymore. Once upon a time, I wore nothing but pink frilly girly things. Including leatards. with pink tights. And purple leg warmers. Doing what can only be described as some sort of distorted interpretive dance with my ribbon dancer. Those were the days. I was a die-hard GIRL.
In those days, my favorite form of entertainment was Jem and She-ra. I had the She-ra action figures. My friend Bradley had the He-man ones, and Skeletore's castle. I loved She-ra, but think I kinda missed the boat with that one. Bradley was constantly rescuing She-ra from Skeletore's castle because my She-ra was a damsel in distress. I made up sappy dramatic love songs. Some of which my mother still has scribbled on random pieces of paper. I was a daydreamer, and fantasized of my prince charming. I lived in quite the make-believe world.
Since then, things have changed a bit. Don't get me wrong, I still live in a make-believe world, but am not quite the girly girl that I once was. I now rarely wear pink (despite the fact that it is somehow supposed to make you look attractive to men...something about being vulnerable). I wear a lot of chocolate brown (it's the new black) and navy blues. I don't let myself daydream, because it usually chocks up to ensuing disappointment, and who has the time? I gag at ultra-dramatic sappy love stories. I now see She-ra as an independent woman that I aspire to be (not really) and Jem is my idol (a business woman and rock star?).
It's not that I have lost all my girliness. I still like to look pretty. But am somehow ashamed by that. Should I be? I say no! It is high time I embrace who I am. Yes, I am going out today to find an adult version of my pink leotard and legwarmers (ok, not really). I am just tired of feeling like I need to pretend to not care about these things when really I kinda do. There are at present three (count em) bridal magazines bought at random sitting on my couch with earmarked pages of dresses that are awesome (and before you think me a completely lost cause, I have helped plan lots of weddings and being a wedding planner is my secret ambition....shhh....what's the saying....6 times a bridesmaid? Oh no, it's always, I'm 6X a bridesmaid).
Yeah, so girls of the universe unite!
1 Comments
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at 2/10/2006 2:32 PM
said... You go, girl!
I'm going to get a manicure. Not just because it will look good,but because I enjoy being pampered once in a while.