We forgot to eat our dessert yesterday, so today we're having donuts for breakfast. I'm not one of those girls who love everything that is pink. Never has been.
As a kid I asked Mom for clothes in black and red. We're talking the age of five here. I got my first leather jacket for my 12th birthday.
But something about the pink frosting appealed to me at the store yesterday. Maybe it's years of indoctrination that girls equal pink that is finally setting in?