Getting over myself

When I was younger, I loved the color pink. Pink bedroom, pink pillows, pink pink pink. I was Pinkalicous before Pinkalicious.

And when I became a teenager and older, I stopped buying things that were pink and wearing pink and painting the walls pink. Because pink had become too young for me, no one would take a girl who liked pink seriously. That was for little kids.

And then I got over myself.

Granted, I'm past the 'girl' stage of my life. Past the 20′s where the most important thing is to be ...