rock it out

“you never really did wear pink.” my mom shared as we painted my office. this conversation was awhile ago, but recently i saw this photo andrew snapped of me: hot pink shirt, black pants, ruby red slippers and an orange shoot sac. and i’m totally ruining his shot i might add, but it made me remember: “come to think of it, the only pink you really wore was paired with red- pink and red, super stylish!” i laughed at her disapproving face as she rolled more light blue paint over the bicycle yellow walls. apparently, pink and red arent supposed to go together – but there was no telling me that at six years old. so mother dearest, i see your pink and red and raise you pink red and orange. hows that for mad matching skills!

dwell in possibility…