I have noticed something. I have a growing collection of pretty pictures pinned over on my pinterest boards. I have surprised myself.
I was never a pink-girl. My sister was the ballerina, the barbie girl that wore pink. My mother dressed me in everything else but - usually mustard and brown blurgh (blame the red hair, lol). Then I went on to a career in science. Definitely not girly. So why am I finding myself collecting these beautiful dreamy photos?
Could it be that, being the only female in our household, I am trying to seek out some pretty things? Our house is a work in progress, with no shelving yet for pretty things. And, in any case, our house is a no-pink zone. My husband is anti all things pink and feminine. Which is OK. Sort of. I'm not going to die in a ditch about it. I like modern streamlined house fittings and am quite happy with that minimalist kinda decor (even if it then gets cluttered up with StarWars figures, cardboard boxes and lego!).
But I keep being drawn to these dreamy soft photos. And to soft dreamy scrapbooking products, which then lie in my stash, unused. I think I need to find ways to incorporate more dreaminess and pink into my life.