Pink!!!🐦........🐦

Pink and I fancy not each other. It is such a funny kind of in-between hue, color and shade.

I don't much like pink. I think!

It insists on being cheerful whether you like it or not! Too much sweetness

Literally the color equivalent of eating ten cupcakes at once.

A little bit is fine? But too much? Instant sugar rush.

It’s aggressively happy: Like pink is constantly yelling, “Smile! Be happy, joyful and triumphant! Love everything!”

Sometimes, I just want neutral tones to let me brood in peace. But loud pink is everywhere...Somehow, it sneaks into everything. Clothes, notebooks, phone cases…private places and things...ugh!

Blink once, and suddenly, your life is wrapped in bubblegum. It’s deceptive: Like a soft pink dress? --- Cute. But not for me.

I once asked my friend - a male dressmaker, to build me a dress for my other friend's wedding. Being busy with life and everything - I somehow left it up to him. Goodness gracious, too late I realized he had made me a most beautiful dress...frilly, girlish and pretty in pink. One day before the wedding.

I had to wear it...being broke and all. I felt like the ugly duckling...everyone else was dressed in those aforementioned neutral tones of downgraded, brooding and darker shades. Except the bride of course, she was radiant in white.

I wanted to Spill spaghetti sauce on my pink thing...burn it - get rid of it - Now, ha ha...I suddenly feel and sound look like a crime scene.

Unnecessary associations with pink automatically mean “cute” and “gentle”.

What if I want to be fierce?---Be Red, instead.

Imagine a battle-ready warrior decked out in pastel pink armor---intimidating, right? (!!) Not.

Pink-related grievances, color it un-fabulous...and funnier reasons for my anti-pink stance? 😆

"Never Tattoo me in Pink, unless it's in Polka dots".

Ah, the color pink - so often adored, so often misunderstood. Still, I maintain my non-love for it from both sides, like a philosophical debate between my inner artist and inner rebel.

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Cultural Rebellion Arguments For The Non-Love of Pink

Pink may be heavily gender-coded, but my Rejecting it is not a quiet protest against societal expectations or stereotypes.

Maybe it's that mushy signal of softness or innocence - traits I don't wish to be boxed into.

Or my Aesthetic Preference is that I may simply find it visually unappealing or emotionally dissonant. If my palette leans toward moody blues, earthy browns, or surreal blacks and silvers, pink might feel intrusive.

It can clash with the symbolic tones I favor - like the haunted hues of memory or the shadowy textures of transformation.

Emotional Disconnect may also rear its head. Colors evoke feelings. If pink doesn’t stir anything meaningful - or worse, feels artificial or saccharine -it won’t resonate with my creative or emotional core.

Artistic Integrity often explores ambiguity, duality, and layered symbolism. Pink, in its most common forms, can feel too one-dimensional or overtly cheerful to serve my narrative depth.

💗 Arguments Against

For Symbolic Subversion - Pink can be powerful when used unexpectedly. A haunted house bathed in soft pink light? A raven with blush-tinted feathers? It’s a way to twist expectations and deepen surrealism.

It can represent contradiction - tenderness in horror, warmth in exile, or innocence corrupted.

The Emotional Range of Pink isn’t just bubblegum and Barbie. There’s dusty rose, bruised mauve, and faded coral - each carrying its own emotional weight. Some shades evoke nostalgia, melancholy, or quiet strength.

It can be a gentle tribute in family stories, especially those honoring legacy and memory.

Philosophically Speaking...

Rejecting pink entirely might limit my symbolic vocabulary. Embracing it selectively could open new doors - like using it to represent simulation, illusion, or the uncanny.

As an Artistic Challenge - Sometimes the colors we resist are the ones that push us creatively. What would happen if I tried to make pink feel eerie, sacred, or tragic?

It looks lovely.

So...Maybe...Pink?