The Epitome of Pink

When my mom thinks about me, she always thinks pink.  Even when my sister and I would get identical toys, such as dolls, mine would always be in pink and Amber's would always be in blue.  Is it the blonde hair? the fair complexion, or the fact that despite 7 brothers, instead of being tom-boy, I was the complete opposite.

She thought I was the epitome of femininity.  The way I ate.  The way I walked, the way I talked.  I loved makeup, and doing my hair and dressing up pretty, even from the beginning.

She even remembers a time when we had icecream, I was around age two or three.  All of my brothers devoured their icecream, and had it on their faces as evidence.  However, she remembers me sitting on a chair, daintily eating my icecream, lick by lick, as to avoid getting anything on my face.

In honor of my "pinkness", my parents gave me a special present this Christmas.  The pinky-est pink bike you have ever seen!

Yes, I actually did ask for beach cruiser (my mountain bike was stolen recently).  I like the cruisers because they are comfortable.  Really. That is why.  I dont care about going fast.  I dont care about going up steep, dangerous cliffs,  I just want to get from point A to B in a comfortable, no nonsense fashion.

I want to put a basket on the front and do my grocery shopping.  Take my bike to the library, ride it to museums, and friends houses.  Even ride it to work when the time comes.  Use less gas, get exercise, help the environment and enjoy the journey.

My parents, my brother Lloyd, and my sister chose the pink version.  Amber told my mom that pink might be a good idea because it was less likely to get stolen again :).  And I believe mom saw the pink bike and couldn't resist.

So I am a proud owner of a bright pink beach cruiser!  If you see a flash of blonde and pink pass your vision one of these days... you won't have to guess where it came from.

In honor of pink, blond, and beach cruisers, please enjoy this little segment from a classic girly movie...