I’ve dressed in shades of pink for around 30 years - I love it, and it suits me and my personality. Since the breast cancer & chemo baldness, it’s a more regular statement colour, since I have more Cancer Support functions most weeks.
All this week, I’ve had to explain to people I’m NOT doing ‘Barbie’; I’m supporting breast cancer initiatives.
Will have to include orange for Bowel Cancer, and purple for Reproductive Cancers.
ETA: I should add that I celebrate my 2-yrs old now-shoulder-length (grey) hair by wearing sparkly headbands, glittery scrunchies, and sequinned or pearl tiaras or crown headbands. My D calls me ‘Princess’ anyway, so I’m living up to it. My Cancer Sisters group also all celebrate recovery/new life in colourful ways, so imagine a bunch of 40-50 colourful older women in shades of pink & red trailed by a dozen colourful blokes - and you’ll really wonder about Barbie & Ken!!
I watched a home design show which had a Barbie house challenge. My mother was a fan of pink I stay firmly entrenched in black although Maplewoodstock had me yearning to buy a tie-dye t-shirt which would match my gardening clogs.
I saw an obnoxious Progressive Insurance TV ad with an explicit tie-in to the movie. I’m never sure what these tie-in ad campaigns are supposed to do. I like Barbie so I’ll change my car insurance?
The_Soulful_Mr_T said:
I saw an obnoxious Progressive Insurance TV ad with an explicit tie-in to the movie. I’m never sure what these tie-in ad campaigns are supposed to do. I like Barbie so I’ll change my car insurance?
Does it come with a toy like a Happy Meal? If so, I'm in.
Spending today in my sparkly pink tiara, and going out for celebration lunch: oh dear, more people thinking I’m Barbie-mad
(No, just Princess-for-a-day)
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...she's here. I saw a young woman crossing the street in East Orange today, wearing bright pink patent leather shoes, a matching purse at the crook of her elbow, talking on an even brighter pink telephone handset (a la "princess phone") with matching cord, leading into her pocket and no doubt attached to a cell phone there.
I suppose I should feel excited about being surrounded by memories of when I was seven. Just afraid it's going to get terribly out of hand.
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