Pink is for girls


I don’t wear pink.

There, I said it. Judge me if you will, but I feel better just saying it. Pink is for girls. Plain and simple.

Oh, fashion designers can take a men’s dress shirt, dye it pink and say it’s for men, but I won’t wear it. I think it looks feminine. Same goes for a pink tie.

And nothing screams “Miami Vice” louder than a pink polo shirt. Unless I’m mistaken, Sonny and Tubbs went the way of parachute pants and leg warmers 20 years ago.

Does that make me judgmental of men who wear pink? I hope not because I think nothing of other men who choose to don the color of the fairer sex. I probably wouldn’t even notice, which in part led me to ask my Facebook friends last week if any guys among them had a pink shirt.

The topic came up during dinner that evening when for some reason my wife and 9-year-old daughter said I would look good in pink. My daughter actually thought magenta would be a good color for me, but I doubt it.

So I put the question to my Facebook friends, and several guys said they did own a pink shirt or two. My wife’s cousin went so far as to say that only a real man can wear pink, so he obviously has one.

Does that mean I’m not a real man? I know that’s not what he meant (I took no offense to his reply and even “liked” it), but does my attitude toward pink somehow mean that I fear it? That I somehow fear other guys will judge me if I wear pink? That I won’t fit in?

I don’t think so because I don’t care what other guys think, and don’t try to fit in. I couldn’t care less about football. I don’t drink beer (these days, I should say). I don’t ogle women as they pass by. I don’t scratch myself in public. I don’t do many things people would associate as being a “stereotypical guy.”

Still, I would not wear pink. It’s just not for me. It’s a feminine color, and for anyone who thinks otherwise I ask this question: Would you put your newborn son in a pink Onesie? Didn’t think so.

Pink is for girls. But guys, if you want to wear it, go right ahead. Live and let live, I say. Just don’t expect me to wear it alongside you.

This is a repost of a blog entry I wrote for on Feb. 24.

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