I like bright colours. I always have.
These days Im getting a lot of grief for my whole bright colour thing.
J looked at me funny when I squealed "OOH technicolour flowered laptop case!" Actually I think he just ignored me. Which is worse.
He also groaned when I drooled over the shocking pink and turquoise duvet covers at IKEA. And I sulked when he bought the black.
My dad looked really SAD when I insisted he buy me the bright red luggage instead of grey.
If he only knew that my mom and I had booked the bright green and the orange luggage at United Colours of Benetton.
Harry is giving me grief because I bought two pairs of green shoes. Although he helped select my yellow chappals which is *cough* hypocritical *cough*.
Like I said, I like bright colours.
In the spur of the moment when I was 12, I painted my desk bright yellow.
The ONLY thing I liked about the movie "Because I Said So" were the happy colours of Mandy Moore’s apartment.
In less than a year Ive transformed my PG into something – YAY!
I have a purple tablecloth on my desk. A combination of green AND blue on my bed.
Yellow cushions on my chair.
And posters that were so um – bright – my grandma swore they’d give me nightmares.
They dont, by the way.
I just wish I was allowed to paint the walls.
How cool would that be?
When Im cranky I like ordering cocktails with funny names and pretty colors.
Take a Mellow Yellow for example. Or a Candy Lady or a Banana Mama!
When Im missing my Momma and the Pops, theres always the Mediterranean Homesick Blues.
Which is ALSO pretty.
And theres this one called Huck Yu. Which always makes me giggle.
Bright colours are happy.
Also, I figure that when Im, lets say, 25, I wont be able to pull off the crazy colour mania.
Think about it.
You’re more inclined to feel happy when you’re next to someone in woo-hoo colours than someone in a grey suit.
Bright colors say lets have a cocktail with a funny name!
They say lets go dancing!
They say lets bunk lectures, go for a movie and buy a cookie from The Cookie Man!
Not so bright colors shout grow up!
They shout be mature and do grown-uppy things!
So can you honestly blame me for the whole "Kyra is a freakin’ rainbow" thing?
And my apologies if this blog has blinded you.
It just proves the purpose of the blog really well.