I’ve been crushing on coral for a while now.  At first, I thought it was just lust.  A fleeting flirtation, a bit of a roll in the hay (accessories, clothing) and that’d be that.  A seasonal fling.  Nothing permanent, of course.


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But no.  Coral is getting to me.  Coral is weaving it’s way into my heart and I know it.  I can no longer stop myself longingly staring at it with every photo that passes my monitor.  I can’t stop myself imagining the future we could have together.  And oh how happy we’d be!



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I reminded myself of how I used to like Peach.  I loved Peach when I was very young.  My bedroom at age 14 was decked out in Peach and Sage Green.  But I’d outgrown Peach.  I left it behind with my youthful indecisiveness when I decided everything had to be Cream and Burgundy when the 90’s hit.  And I knew, Peach was not so far from Coral.  I knew, some day the love affair would be over.  That some day I may not love it like I did now.

Sigh.

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But no.  It didn’t matter how much I reminded myself that the 80’s were best forgotten in terms of style.  Coral can’t seem to leave me alone.  It keeps calling me and I can’t ignore it for much longer.  It’s getting to me, winking at me, a flirtation bordering on intrusion, ala Fiona Apple.  I can’t help it, I want to give in.


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I may have to give in. 

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I’m imagining my dressing room decked out in turquoise, coral, white and gold.

You’d still respect me in the morning, wouldn’t you?

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