I've never been much of a fan of pink. The color never seemed strong enough for me, and I could never imagine wearing pink myself.
As a knitter though, I've learned to love and embrace a wide spectrum of colors, and more recently, I've been drawn to different shades of pink. Perhaps it's because I'm so in love with yarn in general. Perhaps it's because yarn companies, large and small, are doing such a great job with dyeing. Whatever the reason, when I look through my stash, I'm discovering that my palette has been evolving over the years. Where I used to knit mainly in shades of neutral tones (grey, black, camel), I'm casting on colors as different as teal and plum and honey and ... pink.
My caponcho is coming along, and it's been a breeze to knit. It's perfect for movie-watching or travelling, and while there's a ton of stockinette which gets a little tedious, I managed to knit about three inches yesterday while at the movies with Mark and Miranda. Yup, we saw The Hunger Games (it was terrific), and I didn't even need those cool lit needles.