I've changed the way I look a bit but not intentionally. I've cut my hair. I've got a bit of pink in it and lately I've become a bit monochrome, wearing a lot of black and white.

I would wear pink because I knew my future was anything but rosy. I would accessorize myself to the hilt, and I would wear flirty shoes because my world needed more beauty to counter all the ugliness in it. I would wear pink because I hated gray, I didn’t deserve white, and I was sick of black.

I don't see the world completely in black and white. Sometimes I do.

Diversity doesn't mean black and white only.

Most makeup campaigns are not in black and white.

College was where I got to actually experience the difference between black and white.