I used to hate the color red. I thought it was tacky, flashy and gaudy. People who wore more than just a splash of it—say a whole red shirt as opposed to a shirt with red stripes—were attention seekers and conceited. As a teenager, the only hint of red you’d find on me was my nail polish. Even then it was hidden. Red was reserved for my toes, while my fingers were decorated with hues of brown. Only when the […]

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