Overcoming my Fear of the Color Pink

Overcoming my fear of the color pink and other feminine cliches

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Alright ladies,

It’s Friday which means it’s FUN DAY so why not start this day with a random but inspirational post? I know you probably already think I am crazy from the title but hear me out.

While I was growing up, there was a time when I had a fear of the color pink. Actually, I probably had this fear from the time that I was aware of being in the “in crowd” until learning to love being in the “out crowd”.  So, it really had to do with the psychology behind the color pink rather than the color itself.

I promise I did not have chromophobia; but rather, I feared the baggage that was associated with the color.

Overcoming my fear of the color pink and other feminine cliches

I remember very clearly when this fear started in grade school.

A young girl asked me what my favorite color was — typical playground talk — and I said pink. “PINK! Your favorite color is PINK? You’re such a girly girl!” As if being a girl is a bad thing. But, where I came from being a girly girl was not socially acceptable. To be “included”, I needed to be somewhat of a tom boy. I needed to love sports, know how to ride a horse, know about combines, and my closet must include the latest active attire.

And you know what? There’s nothing wrong with any of those things! However, those things are not who I am.

Who am I?

I am a girl who enjoys music and art over sports. I want to see the ballet rather than the rodeo or the latest football game. I’d rather drive to the city than drive a combine on a wheat field.

And there is nothing wrong with that either.

When I found out that I was having a baby girl, someone asked (told) me that I better not be the type of mom that always dresses their daughter in pink. In fact, this person scared me so much out of that color that I decided to change the whole theme of the baby nursery to purple.

The crazy part is that I don’t even like purple; I never have! I told my husband that I was switching the baby’s nursery to purple and he gave me a weird look with a,”Why? You hate purple?”

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And then there was college…

I had my homework in a regular, pink dollar store binder. For some reason, my professor had to announce to the class about how silly my pink binder was with a statement like, “Only Tenesha would bring a pink binder to class”.

It didn’t take me long to realize that being included was not all that it was cracked up to be.

The color pink has a lot of baggage attached to it. But why? It’s just a color! How can one color, a hue, wavelengths, light have so much impact?

I did a little digging and this is what I came up with.

By claiming that my favorite color was pink, I was also claiming the baggage (or negative shadow) that women are attached involuntarily attached to.

  • Feminine
  • Weak
  • Girl
  • Female
  • Powerless
  • Weak opinions
  • Baby maker
  • Can’t make money
  • Etc.

Plus it didn’t help that I was blonde. I can’t tell you how many times I heard in high school, “Oh, she’s just a blonde” or “typical blonde”.

And do you know what pink and blonde is associated with? 

A dud. Someone like Elle Woods from Legally Blonde.

But they forgot something; they forgot the end of the movie! The ending where the blonde proves that pink is just a color. She proves that she has what it takes to solve any legal case while still being true to herself.

Women are starting to make a comeback! And, although I am not a “feminist”, I do love the strength I am beginning to see in women. I love that I am seeing women begin to embrace, support, and love each other. This is why I absolutely adore groups like MOPS; a place where women can be themselves and are known by their name. It’s a place where we celebrate women and not tear them down.

You can read more about my MOPS experience HERE.

My favorite stoneware coffee mug is pink, my Pandora charms are pink, my favorite shirt is pink, my favorite flower is pink, and my favorite OPI nail lacquer … is PINK.

And my husband still loves me, who knew.

(I do have to admit that even though my favorite color is pink, Robin’s Egg blue is my favorite decorating color.)

You know what else is pink? My theme for this blog! Most of my pins have some sort of pink attached. The pictures that are going to be taken of me in September will feature pink as the main color. AND, I like to use the color pink for my links.

I’m that crazy.

So yes, my favorite color is pink.

 But, I refuse to be brought down from the negative baggage of the color and other feminine cliches.

And you know what? After all that I have been through as a woman, I see pink as a powerful color.

I see,

  • Power — because, whether our husbands admit it or not, we rule their world.
  • Beauty — because women are beautiful.
  • Strength — because women endure childbirth, emotional pain, and heart ache beyond belief.
  • Pride — pride in who God has made us to be.
  • Dignity — because a woman who knows herself in Christ is worth and respected.
  • Bravery — because we aren’t afraid to explore the depths of someone’s heart.
  • Motherhood — which should probably be it’s own category with all these descriptive words inside of it. It’s that hard.

(I really should have organized those words into a fancy acronym.)

I’m going to dress my daughter in pink. I want her to know that she doesn’t have to be ashamed of who God has made her to be. I’m going to dress her in purple — even though I don’t care for the color — because she may grow to love it. And I’m going to dress her in every color under the sun because colors are BEAUTIFUL and God has made them all unique — just like us.

All colors are beautiful but I just happen to love pink. And now I know; I know that it’s okay to be me.

overcoming my fear of the color pink



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