Pastel Be Gone: The Acceptance of Color

I have been pastel, chalky and a bit insubstantial lately. Apart from the fact that I am 5’9”, I have begun to blend in both aesthetically and socially.
This isn’t me. I’m not vanilla with a swirl of butterscotch (though that is really quite good.) I am brave. I am adventurous. I can even be funny at times. So why was I allowing myself to fade like a wicker chair out in the sun too long?
So, I chose color today. I chose poppy red to raise me out of Monet’s Water Lilies palette and rise like a phoenix into the vibrant air of spring. (I’ve been reading Harry Potter again so forgive the phoenix reference…)
People who are close to me, that is see me on a very regular basis, know that I wear a lot of paste. And not only do I wear it, I decorate with it. Everywhere. From the walls of my apartment to my excel spreadsheets at work.
But the world is a changin’ and has taken on an OZ like persona that stamps its figurative foot like a child and demands bright, bold, happy colors. I want color that people gravitate to and feel happy around. I want to be happy and have people around me.
Perhaps it is just the feel of spring in the Bay Area or maybe it is the Blog posts I have been reading lately. Or maybe, just maybe it is the gigantic life-altering-step of having the love of my life add roommate to his association with me that has done it, but whatever the reason may be…
I
Want
COLOR.
So my question right now is, what have you been craving lately?