Sometimes you can surprise yourself.
My whole life, from earliest childhood, I was not the girl who wanted things in pink. I much preferred blue and purple. In fact, I've spent most of my life avoiding wearing pink. When, a couple months ago, the day came around where people are asked to wear pink to show support for bullied children, I struggled to find one item in my closet. And it had been a while since it was worn before that.
Now I suddenly find myself wanting pink everywhere. I blame it on the beautiful cherry blossoms and magnolia trees in bloom all around me. They somehow seem even more beautiful posed as the only cheery, Spring-like color against the dreary gray skies. And it isn't just any shade of pink, but this same delicate, pale hue worn on the cherry blossom trees that I've been craving.
I painted my nails 'ballet slipper' pink.
I baked a Pink Lady Cake.
And I've been dreaming of a pale pink dress. I found some beautiful pale pink crepe satin on sale $4/m at Dressew, and had to move on it right away. I haven't nailed down a design for the dress yet, but here are some frocks stuck in my head.