Pink Shopping

I was in Globo with Kim last night looking at buying shoes. Much to Kim's consternation, I picked out a pair of Reebok white running shoes. She hates Reebok and tried to dissuade me from my choice. But they fit, felt good, and weren't too expensive.

While I was waiting for my shoes to come out of the back room, Kim checked out running shoes as well. Not that she needs them, she has new shows at home. But apparently a girl can never have enough choice for footwear. So she picked out several pair to show to me, all of them having some bit of pink on them. "Oh, these are cute!"

Kim's fascination with the colour pink lately has me very puzzeled. When we first started going out, she was a dark grey and black clothes wearing girl with docs and tough attitude, listening to alternative rock like Smashing Pumpkins. Now she has a pink fetish (including PJs and slippers!) and listens to pop.

What's that old saying? Women marry men thinking they can change them, men marry women hoping they'll stay the same.

I still love her though. Pink looks good on her.