Since I was probably 10 or 12 I have had the same favourite colour whenever someone asks, purple. When I was 15 this colour choice was translated into my bedroom, painting over the previous blue walls for various shades of purple (with black furniture and accents). I absolutely loved that room and spent so many good days and nights in its purple hues.
I also wore a lot of purple; from shirts to pants, to my grad dress in 2012 and when I painted both my fingers and toes the colour choice was often, you guessed it, purple.
Purple was even the colour of my wedding. From the flowers to the decorations, to the maid of honour dress, and men’s ties.
I even found myself at a school for my masters degree that was very proud of the purple and although I did not pick the school for the colour it was fun to find myself at a place were purple was in such prominence.
In the three years since then I have still continued to call my favourite colour purple, even as I decorate my new spaces to include none of the colour, redesign my wardrobe with not a shade in sight, and don’t really even think about the purple, until someone asks “What’s Your Favourite Colour?”
A few weeks ago I realized that my answer to this question was automatic, the same thing that I have said for years, but wasn’t actually true. I don’t feel a connection to purple anymore, except for fond memories of the past and it is most definitely not the colour that I find myself gravitating towards in real life.
Although this change has been brewing in my life for a while it took until last week to say, “Purple isn’t my favourite colour anymore.” Instead I have changed to something a little brighter, a little happier, and something that truly fills my heart with joy. Can you guess what it is?
Yellow is a colour I never used to pay much attention to, until suddenly I couldn’t get enough of it. I love buying yellow pops of colour for my closet, last week I got my nails painted the shade, and I even have elaborate plans for how yellow is going to play into our future living room.
Although it really doesn’t matter what your favourite colour is, and probably the only people who are going to ask you are children, it has been fun starting to embrace this new colour on the spectrum, and seeing how much it really brings me joy.
What is your favourite colour? No really, what is it?