Huh? These sunglasses aren’t pink. Or they are, and your eyes are freelancing again. Nobody’s going to prove anything. At the office, the majority screams “FUCHSIA!” with the confidence of people who sort socks by shade and call it a personality. Same crowd has kids, a rough life, and a permanent low battery.
Here’s the comforting part: you become what you think. You wear what you think. Think small, you dress small. Think big, you put these on and stroll off with everyone’s opinions folded up in your back pocket. Try them.