Tickled Pink
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I love the color pink. I always have loved pink, and don’t anticipate that I’ll ever stop loving pink. As a matter of fact, I’m wearing pink as I write this. It’s just a bright, happy color. My favorite color is purple, but pink is certainly a very close second. My friends have always thought it was a little weird that I’m so into pink, since I just don’t seem the type, but I really love the color. So sue me.What does bother me about girls and the color pink is that it’s become a generational obsession. I know it’s not the girls’ fault that they love pink, since they’re being flooded by pink pink pink on a daily basis by the media. A while ago, I was at a friend’s house, and we were watching the Disney movie Princess Protection Program with her youngest sister. As I stated previously, I love pink, but the movie’s insistence that princesses have to have lots and lots of pink things was getting me nauseated. I know that my own love of pink is because society has conditioned me, a possessor of ovaries, to like the color. It’s nobody’s fault but the media, and society for allowing it.
So there’s my rant on the color pink. I just hope that society gives it up after a while and stops insisting that girls get pink blankets when they’re born and boys get blue.
