When I was a child, my hue was sparkles, glitter, shiny. I loved seeing the early commercials of toys on tv (though it was in black & white). There was a local tv character – Harlow Hickalooper, I believe, who had a kids cartoon show and daily prizes were given out to children in his audience – one of them being a glitter paint kit. I dreamed of winning one of those kits!
When I was a newlywed, the hue of me was pale pink. I couldn’t get enough of pale pink – clothes, dishes, paint, even pink skies. I had a Liz Claiborne sweater set that was pale pink and cream stripes. I loved that outfit. It was the time when women were getting their ‘color’ analyzed and I was a pink.
Now that I am older and have explored the world through the internet and visited pages about France and Italy, I am obsessed with aqua blue – bottles, dishes, shutters, and even antique electrical insulators that my great aunt Molly gave me years ago. The color of water on a lazy Sunday afternoon on a white beach in the tropics is now my color.