"It's not pink it's rose"
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1. The concept of pink as a female gendered colour didn’t even exist until the mid 20th century, and while that may be before I or my priest were born, in the broader perspective of time it’s really really recent. Go back farther, it’s actually far more common to see “pink for male, blue for female”. But of course, fun fact, there’s nothing inherently make or female about any colour.
2. Ok, so say we’re going with this modern “pink is female, blue is male” nonsense. Why, though, is it chill for me as a woman, or any woman, to wear blue, but men wearing pink have to make self depreciating jokes about it? Is it because society thinks feminine things are inherently inferior or shameful for men to participate in?
3. Ok reroute but if I’m wearing a forest coloured cardigan its green. Ok? It’s freaking green. The guy’s jacket in front of me may be navy, but it’s navy BLUE. Rose IS pink.
4. Spanish, French, Italian, Portuguese, Latin: rosado, rose, rosa, rosa, roseus. They mean pink. If I say “hola” to someone, I just said hello to them, even if in a different language. Rose is pink.
5. So why are you wearing pink? I can look it up, I will, but having been Catholic for 12 years in total I know off the top of my head: red is for the blood of the martyrs, white is for light and innocence and purity, etc. I know this because priests say it in their homilies. They inform their flock. But all I’ve ever heard on Gaudete Sunday, whether it be on American east coast, west coast, south, or in the UK, is “it’s not pink it’s rose”.
It’s pink. And it means joy.