This spring I cannot get enough pink. Pink walls, pink clothes, pink shoes, pink nails, pink skies. Pink, pink, piiiiink. Perhaps, it's because pink is the literal color of the season, or perhaps, it's because I watched Funny Face for the first time in years. MAYBE it's because I followed Daisy Chaussée on Instragram (one of my favorites, worth the follow.) Whatever it is, I don't care. I have fallen in love with pink for the first time since girlhood. I can't look at something pink and not be happy... except maybe pink eye, which ideally, I will be able to live without forever.
I'm rambling on and on about pink because, though I have fallen in love with it, I don't see enough of it in my day to day. SoOoOOOO today, I took matters into my own hands. I went on an adventure through my city with the sole purpose of finding pink. After driving up and down back alley ways for a bit, I finally stumbled upon a pink house. I hung out (like a creeper) for awhile, and just took it in. I left feeling satisfied. I'm not usually this infatuated with a color, but it's doing something for my endorphins, so I'm trying my best to honor that. After all, it's important to pursue the silly desires of your heart. Even if those desires involve looking for pink in the wild.
Insta inspo. Having so much fun with the new bookmark feature + my girl @dchaussee.