When I was a little girl, I absolutely LOVED purple. I think it had something to do with the smell of grape juice (which my mother never bought.) When I saw the color, I would smell grape juice, or grape Hi-C, or grape Bubblicious gum. Weird. I don’t particularly care for it now. (But I’m not afraid either).
How weird! I just got done commenting on your blog, then I come over here to find your comment, hehe. Thanks so much for stopping by! In case you haven’t gotten that comment yet, I was hoping you’d be a guest writer over here. Interested?
Lol, I’m glad to hear you’re not afraid of purple! It is odd how certain colors have certain associations, isn’t it? Maybe people who have porphyrophobia have really, really, bad associations with purple… although I don’t know what could be that bad. Barney?