COLORS

When I was little, my favorite color was yellow. And no, it was not by choice. My mom would dress me and my sister up in exactly the same clothes except for the color. My sis would always be in pink and I would be in yellow. I dunno why it was always like that. Me = yellow, my sis = pink. Because of this, I rarely wore pink in my childhood.

My sister and I were born a year apart. Like Ethan, I was a big baby so we pretty much looked like twins, my mom told us. I suppose this is why my mom loves to dress us up similarly. But I could never understand why she picked yellow for me. Peach would have been nice, or even baby blue. But no. It was yellow. Yellow dresses, yellow socks, yellow towels. I suppose it made clothes-sorting easier for my mom without having to stitch "yette" on each of my possessions. Because of all my yellow stuff, I never questioned that my "favorite" color was yellow. I felt like I was not given a choice. My mom made it for me. And I simply accepted it. But later on, I didn't feel that yellow was my color any longer. I felt that it was too bright for me. Sure, I liked having a few laughs but I was mostly a thoughtful girl and I used to be so pessimistic (Wanna know how pessimistic? Ask Ruther...). How could the color yellow and a pessimist go together?

When I was in High School, autograph books were very popular and whenever I came across the question: "What is your favorite color?" I would hesitate but still, I wrote "yellow". It just didn't occur to me that I could pick another color. The OC in me just refused to change something that I felt was associated with me for more than 10 years. But when I was in college, I really didn't think that yellow was me any more. It was just too bright for my personality. So I let go of it and decided to find my favorite color. It took me some time, but I found it/them. When I met Ruther, I finally knew what my colors were: lilac and orange. Lilac because it represents the inner me, the me that only the people close to my heart could see. Lilac because it's a blend of red (my passion for life) and blue (the sadness and sorrow I went through to be with Ruther). Because of these experiences, I know I have become who I am now. From about.com: Because purple is derived from the mixing of a strong warm and strong cool color it has both warm and cool properties. A purple room can boost a child's imagination or an artist's creativity. Too much purple, like blue, could result in moodiness. I am that. Both warm and cool, creative and yes, moody. Orange is my other favorite color because it is warm and friendly (like me!) and I absolutely adore sunsets. It is not as strong as red and not as cheerful as yellow. I suppose the main reason why I really like it is because of the warmth it brings to me. From crystal-cure: Orange is a power color. It is one of the healing colors. It also stimulates enthusiasm and creativity. Orange means vitality with endurance. People who like orange are usually thoughtful and sincere. Curiosity is a driving characteristic of orange, and with it comes exploration of new things. Could I even doubt that this is not my color?

I suppose it took me several years to find my favorite colors. Some people might think that it's a very negligible matter. But to me, it's important. It's a part of my self-discovery, of finding out who I really am. I am quite happy with my colors. They are so me and I love them. So when someone asks me next time, "What's your favorite color?" this time, there would be no hesitations. =D

What's YOUR favorite color? =D