when i was very little my late grandfather gave me the nickname “rose.” it stemmed from my unwavering devotion to the happy hue, so much so that i believed my then naturally ginger locks to actually be pink. over the years, my obsession with the color has remained fairly consistent, peaking perhaps in college when i showed up to my first day of freshman year looking like elle woods -complete with matching pink hangers and shower caddy (bless my roommate’s heart). yikes.
natalie borton necklace (c/o)
as i’ve slowly transitioned myself to a more neutral-based wardrobe, my relationship with pink has changed a bit. nowadays, i only have a few pops of pink in my closet -mostly in the form of accessories. speaking of pink, can we talk about this blooming tree we found on our recent visit to the san diego botanic gardens? i was obsessed! as i noted on instagram, my parents gifted S and me a pair of annual passes so we could explore/have an endless supply of blog backdrops whenever we want. at only a 15-minute drive from our house, it’s the perfect mini getaway for a saturday or sunday afternoon. we’ll definitely be back when i’m wearing more reasonable footwear.
p.s. i recently read this article on why we’re all so obsessed with what has been labeled “millenial pink” and it’s pretty fascinating. looks like the rosy shade is here to stay.
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