pink a cliche

During my awkward middle school years, I was never your typical girly-girl. I didn't count pink as a favorite color, and I hated purple. Even though I was always interested in clothes and fashion, I didn't express it by purchasing typical girl colored items. Even at a tender age I found the color pink a cliche.

"Why do I have to like pink just because I'm a girl? BLUE is my favorite color," I remember thinking to myself.

As a college freshman, my roommate's wacky mother wanted us to get matching bedspreads and put fake flowers in our somewhat dingy dorm room to "brighten things up." Well, I had already chosen my bedspread from Target in a sensible blue and green plaid, only to find out later that it was from the men's collection. Oops. This new roommate obviously decided not to match me on that decision. Turns out we didn't match up on most other decisions either, but that's another story.

What does this have to do with me today? These days I embrace all things that you may think are a womanly cliche, from ruffles to the color purple. But it wasn't until I moved out of my apartment with Mr. X that I started buying home decorations the same way. Mr. X didn't believe in spending money on anything, particularly furniture and home decor. I purchased numerous items for our apartment anyways, but it wasn't without a fight. This time around I have no one to reign me in. It wasn't even planned, but all of a sudden I have a pink lamp by my bedside, a calendar of shoes on my wall, and the most flowery duvet cover you've ever seen, covered in pale pinks, blue, and green. It's time to decorate however I want for once, tacky as it may be. Poster of Robert Pattinson, here I come. Just kidding. Maybe.

(Photo from flickr)