A scene of collective happiness

Let’s be honest, when it’s that moment of sheer glee, it’s probably not the restrained beige of the office walls, but something more effervescent. It’s playful. It’s warm. It’s inclusive. It’s the colors of people, arms draped around each other, and the kind of laughter that erupts from your chest, involuntarily, as though someone’s just stuck their tongue out in church and you can’t stop. It’s bright without being brash, soft without being mushy. Pink doesn’t push you to be anything you’re not. It lets you be present, in the moment, exactly as you are.