Blue is smart,
serene.
The taste of blue is blueberries,
juicy, tangy, sweet,
tongue savouring.
The sound of blue is ocean,
waves. Sea flowing,
strong.
The feel of blue is silk,
soft, clean,
cherished.
Blue is power
limited, concealed.
Wanted, liked, admired.
Cool.
I’ve worn this blue, pink, and yellow outfit in the wild before and have been accused of dressing like a box of Crayolas. To that I say, jealous?!
As far as I’m concerned this outfit is cute and fun. Juvenile, yes, but to those who would accuse a 40-year-old woman of being too old to pull off something so playful and twee, I would say there’s no age limit to joy.
In conclusion: can I live?!
Red is power, dynamic. Blue is cool and controlled. White is innocent purity. The whole aims not to withhold.
A hand held in both strength and friendship. Seen on flags and logos alike.
Warmth and detachment in tension. Maintaining the boldness to strike.
Perfect for company picnics, where small talk will numb limbs and minds.
Dark thoughts erased with soft ice cream, in flavours to help you unwind.
