So, I kind of just decided one day, you know, I wanted to try wearing more pink. Wasn’t any big reason, just felt like a change from all the blues and grays I usually end up in. Figured, why not?
First thing I did was dig through my own closet. And let me tell you, it was a pretty quick search. Found an old, faded t-shirt, probably from some free event years ago, and that was about it. Realized my wardrobe was seriously lacking in the pink department. Seriously lacking.
Okay, so next step: actual shopping. This is where it got a bit tricky. I went into a few stores, browsed online, and man, finding the right kind of pink was a whole thing. You wouldn’t think it’d be that complicated, but it was.
It seemed like all the pinks I found were either:
- That super pale, almost baby pink. Just not really my style, felt a bit washed out.
- Or the really LOUD, almost neon fuchsia. A bit too much for just, you know, a Tuesday.
- Then there was this dusty rose color, which just felt a bit… old?
I just wanted a solid, decent pink. Something that looked good, felt comfortable, you know?
I remember trying on this one pink sweater. Looked okay on the hanger. Put it on, and I swear, I looked like a giant stick of bubblegum. My wife took one look and just started laughing. Said I was channeling some cartoon character. So, yeah, that went straight back on the rack.
It actually took a while. I’d pick something up, hold it, think “maybe,” then put it back. It’s funny how you can overthink a color. I wasn’t trying to make some huge fashion statement, just wanted to add a bit of pink to my life.
Eventually, I did find a few things. Got a nice, simple pink t-shirt that I actually wear a lot now. And then I found this really decent button-down shirt, a kind of salmon pink, I guess. That one’s a winner. Took some effort, though. More effort than I thought I’d spend looking for a color.
Before this whole experiment, if you’d told me I’d be actively looking for pink clothes, I probably would have laughed. I always just figured it wasn’t “me.” But then I thought, who cares what’s “me” or not? If I like it, I’ll wear it. It’s just a color.
It’s kind of like when I started getting into cooking. I used to just eat the same three meals on rotation. Then one day I thought, this is boring. So I started trying new recipes. Some were disasters, total disasters. But some were great. And now I actually enjoy cooking. It’s the same kind of thing, just… with pink clothes.
So yeah, that’s been my little journey into pink outfits. Still haven’t found the perfect pink hoodie, though. The search for that continues. But I’m getting there, one pink item at a time.
