The Guy: 6’3, mid thirties, and no wedding band.
He was what my mother would call “strapping.”
And he was wearing pink.
It’s nice to see a guy who is okay enough with his masculinity that he’s willing to wear the color once reserved for Barbie dolls and Polly Pocket.
Pink SCREAMS confidence.
And as long as it’s NOT worn by a guy with a blowout and popped collar…