Pink Candy

What’s so wrong about a man loving pink candy? Why does our society and our culture deny that pleasure to men. Why is a man who likes pink labeled a misfit or even worse? Pink candy is so beautiful and delicious, why does it have to be just for women?

I love pink candy! I love all the shades of pink Jelly Belly beans: from Cotton Candy Jelly Belly to Jelly Belly Strawberry Cheesecake, Jelly Belly Strawberry Daiquiri and most of all Bubble Gum Jelly Belly beans. I love Hot Pink Sixlets and the cool pink of Watermelon Licorice Twists. I love every hue and shade of pink candy, from the light pink of Jordan Almonds to the bright exuberant pink of Pufflettes Strawberry Gummy Bites. Unfortunately I am a man.

As a man, I have learned I have to hide my excitement and joy of pink candy. I hide my Pink M&M’s in my desk drawer at work. I hide my Pink Starburst under the driver’s seat in my car. At home I hide my Strawberry Laffy Taffy and Watermelon Jolly Ranchers in my tool box, a place I know my wife and kids will never look. I always eat my pink candy alone, whether in my office with my blinds and door closed, at home in my bathroom or in my car while parked in a dark alley.

Everyday I live with this secret, this burden. I have a running nightmare that someone will uncover my deep secret affair with pink candy and I will lose it all. I’ll be cast off from society and ridiculed. I hope one day things will change. I hope one day the world will accept a man loving to eat pink candy without questioning his manhood. Until that day comes, I’ll carry this burden and hold tight this secret…and at least I’ll have pink candy to carry me through it.