I’m pretty convinced now that pink has magical powers. Don’t get too upset about that statement. I haven’t completely lost the plot, but I have, in the past year, truly discovered the joys of colour in ones wardrobe. I know I’ve said it before, and I’m sure I’ll say it again, but what you put on in the morning can programme the future of your day, undoubtedly. This isn’t all about colour, truth be told. If you feel amazing in a little black dress, like you could take on the world no matter what the circumstances, then chances are you’ll carry that vibe with you throughout the day in that power ensemble.
My power just happens to be pink. Any shade will do really, and I have to say this is most certainly a later in life obsession. I would have never been caught dead wearing the colour as a child. Even when playing with Barbies, I couldn’t switch out their pink ensembles fast enough for something different and a bit more edgy. Pink was for wusses. Oh if only I knew then what I know now.
What I’m Wearing: