I love pink

I have always loved pink. A typical girly girl I remember, aged six, choosing the smallest bedroom in the house simply because it was painted pink. “I could paint the bigger room pink you know”, my mum informed me. But no, I wanted the pink bedroom.

When I started writing ‘Love Pink’ I did slightly worry that I would get sick of the colour. Perhaps after six months surrounded by a million sugared shades, from baby pink, to blush pink, to candy to raspberry, I would never want to see another pink thing in my life. But in fact, I have found the complete opposite. I now love pink more than ever before.

One of my favourite parts of producing the book was hearing other people’s responses to the colour. Everyone I talked to came up with something new and utterly personal, whether it was the bottle of their mother’s perfume, flamingos, french fancies or a friend they knew who lived in a pink house. To me there is no other colour that can be so evocative and that holds such cheerful connotations.

Before ‘Love Pink’ the colour was just a subconscious part of being my girly self. Now it means much more. For me, pink is an early morning journey with my mum to photograph a pink sweet shop in Salcombe, falling in love with a pink diamond ring, dog roses - Joanna Lumley’s favourite pink flower, my friends modelling for me on a wintery afternoon, the cupcakes I got to eat as well as photograph (the icing tasted like heaven) and being surrounded by my friends and family at my book launch.

Wherever I go now, I see pink. I could have filled another book with all the pink things I keep finding, and still wouldn’t have finished. So I am going to fill this very pink blog with my favourite pink things and experiences. If you love pink, I hope you will enjoy it!

Libby