celticdragonfly

I find the whole pink thing to be funny.

When I was a little girl, until about the age of...six or so...I loved pink. Pink was the thing for me.

I got molested, and I wound up hating pink. I wouldn't touch it with a ten foot pole. I hated it until about...two years ago.

Now, I adore pink. My mom says I have a pink problem, and I do. I have pink everything, from shirts to shoes, from sheets to pajamas.

For me, it was a symbol of liking who I was again, and my pink obsession just kind of grew out of that.

So, I completely empathize with Maggie. Pink boots! I wish they made them in my size!