She had surrounded her world with pink plushness. It was her defense against all the sadness. She had plenty of money to spend. Shen emptied out the apartment and repainted it in shades of pink. Then bought a new wardrobe. Designed her makeup palettes to match. Her friends thought she had gone mad, but she had money, and was generous, so they shrugged and took advantage. They became her “pink posse.” She knew they were using her, and did not care.








