I remember a rainy Tuesday when I was feeling blue—literally. A friend handed me a purple pen and said, “Write something dumb with this.” I doodled a purple giraffe, and I laughed for the first time that day.
That’s the magic of purple. It doesn’t take itself too seriously. It’s the color of lavender ice cream that tastes like flowers and dreams, and of those stretchy purple pants you see at the yoga studio that look both ridiculous and perfect.
It’s the highlight of a child’s crayon box, always the first to get lost or broken, but always missed the most. Purple is the affectionate weirdo of the rainbow.
So, What Is Something Purple?
It’s a question that sounds silly until you answer it. Something purple is your mom’s favorite scarf that she wore to your graduation. It’s the cheap plastic ring from a gumball machine that you still keep in a drawer.
It’s the hope of a sunset after a cloudy day. It’s the color of a bruise from a childhood bike crash—ouch, but also a story.
Most of all, purple is a gentle invitation to pay attention. It’s the color that says, “Hey, look over here. There’s something special in the ordinary.” So go ahead—find your purple thing today, even if it’s just a jelly bean. You deserve a little magic.
