Pink

When I was a child, my favorite color, without question, was pink. Everything I owned was some shade between the palest blush and the most scorching vibrant hot pink the 1980s could produce.



Over time, this enthusiasm waned, and I started to hate pink. I'd say "I'm just not a pink person," even as I admired delicate pink flowers or bold swathes of magenta in paintings. Quietly, I'd slip it into my clothing choices, thinking it was just another color, until the other day I looked in the mirror and saw pink pearls with a pink blouse (and pink camisole and underwear underneath).



I realized I have definitely returned to pink, in all its delicate and delectable shades.



The yarn for these socks is unabashedly feminine and pink, tempered with a creamy white that makes it so very pleasant to work with. The heavenly soft merino of Dream in Color Smooshy is making the entire experience one of great sensory delights, and I'm thrilled with how these socks are coming along.

I never thought I'd be so happy making something so... pink.