Millenial Pink

SWEATER: Cotton On  |  JEANS: Nobody Denim via Glue Store

SNEAKERS: Minna Parikka (similar HERE and HERE)

I have always been a pink girl. From birth, my mother instilled in me her love of the girliest of hues. From baby to hot, pink in all its forms is sublime. But a soft, pale pink is my favourite. A wash of the pretty colour is currently the wallpaper on both my laptop and my What'sApp chats, and has likely been for several years (I used to have the computer wallpaper that changed to a different photo every 60 seconds, but I found out that it was one of the contributing factors to everything loading at a glacial pace). 

Alas, my beloved was set upon by the fashion powers that be, who tapped into what was apparently a secret love for many, many people. "Millenial pink", as someone has disgustingly renamed my sweet baby, was huge. And then... It stayed huge. "No, no," cried Pantone, "pink is SO over. Get ready for Kermit-The-Frog-green!" Nobody listened. Millenial pink continues to dominate across fashion, interior design and even - finally - the tech world (those nerds finally realised that people are actually interested in devices in colours other than basic red, blue and green!). 

It is both a blessing and a curse when something you love becomes a trend. Initially, there is joy that the thing you're always searching for, scouring eBay and AliExpress and vintage stores, is now easily accessible. But then you realise that it is no longer special and doesn't quite feel like "yours". Worst of all, you reach a point at which - GASP - you are sick of it. The trend is everywhere, on everyone and the most stylish among us are starting to declare it "over". While I am relieved that pink has held its own and stayed strong for actual YEARS, I am increasingly nervous about its inevitable demise and the possibility that I may grow to detest my longtime love. At least for now, I have this fuzzy, frou-frou sweater to keep me cosy and help me weather the style storm.

April xx