Being a Pink Girl

I looked at the bright pumpkin orange colored phone my husband handed me, "Wow, orange huh?" "Yeah, they had  pink, but you're not a pink girl," I was told.  "What?  I'm a pink girl!" I insisted.  So the next time my ironman watch died (it happens every 2 yrs or so) Erik replaced it with a pink one instead of my standard black.  I thought it was great for the first little while and then it started to get dirty, you could see the chorine yellowing it, and it really didn't match anything I wore.  I guess I don't really own much pink, really only a pair of biking shorts and a pair of socks.  I guess the closest I get to pink is salmon colored which really is orange not pink.  So what is a pink girl anyway?
I have a darling friend who I would say is a pink girl even though I don't think she wears much pink, she is just so feminine.....she even has flower cutouts on her basket organizers under her bathroom sink, which is full of feminine things like nail files and cotton balls.  She even has pretty curly hair and always wears feminine shirts and jewelry.  I have another friend who is a pink girl too.  She just plain wears pink and is always put together and has her nails always done...they would even look good pink.  If I tried to wear pink on my nails I would look like a mom who is trying to be a teenager....give it up!
I don't really know what a pink girl is, but I think Erik knew me better than I did.  I'm not a pink girl.  I don't really feel so feminine as I think of my two friends being, I feel more practical or plain I guess.  I wear ponytails and NEVER do my fingernails, and my poor sweet daughters....yes all three rarely have bows in their hair unless Meg is dressing them up.  How did they end up with me as a mom?  Imagine the women out there dying to dress up a beautiful little girl in some sweet outfit with matching hair accents and I end up with three I can barely keep their hair combed....which is why I love their new short hair cuts(:
No, I'm not a pink girl, but I am a lot of other colors out there and hopefully my children and husband can enjoy the other colors since I don't have the patience to deal with pink that gets dirty too easily.  I discovered that when you wear black you can't tell!  I was surprised how happy I was when my pink watch finally died and Erik bought me my black standard again...YES!