GIRLS JUST WANNA TALK ABOUT PINK!

The thing is, there is this stigma with the representation of the colour pink and girls. From the moment we were born, wrapped in that pink blanket, to the case that kept our first barbie's hair from swaying too much to the right, and that Hello Kitty coin pouch tucked in the corner of your hand bag, or that #98 laced pink top with the price tag still on it.

Maybe it's the mysterious aura that the colour disseminates, but everytime I have contact with the colour pink, an overpowering sensation to giggle, just overwhelms me. hehehe. Like how those pink cotton candies sold at the last neighbourhood funfair sparks the same effect. And by last, I mean, approximately more than 15 years ago. And by same effect, I mean, I won't deny the possibility of sugar being the cause for giggling fits.

Nonetheless, pink is a funny colour. Like how a conversation saying that this blog is so pink, henced it being liked and retort that deems to compliment but in actual fact hides a deeper shade of pink would ignite a single blog talking nonsensically about its colour is just nonsensical. We have so much fun, don't you think?

Just because we are girls and we like pink!

Just,

Me. Anrie.

Anrie's imaginary friend asks:

"So, Anrie, what's your favourite colour?"

Anrie says:

"Blue."