There are defining moments in all our lives where we accurately depict a stereotype. This was my day to bloom. My sister obviously caught my attention with her new garb, and that shade of pink still seems to have that effect on me.
|"Being fabulous, naturally"|
From that moment, I knew who I wanted to be, what I wanted to wear, and who I wanted to be surrounded by.
Looking back, seeing my gob-smacked hysterical outburst, it’s clear to me who made being me, as easy as it was.
So to my sister: Cheers to every silent creatress camouflaged in pink.