Purple is the color of royalty. It signifies wealth, magic, mystery, ambition. It's the color of imagination and spirituality. It combines the stability of blue and the energy of red.
The above are all answers Google provided me with, and I must say I disagree with none of it.
Yes, I am a Purpleologist. For you uncool people who don't know that term, it means "lover of all things purple." ;)
Purple has more or less taken over my life. There's one way it's a huge part of my life, but I'm not sure if divulging that would break the rules of Internet safety or not. So let's move on.
My room is filled with purple. Excuse me, rooms. At home and at college, my bed is made with purple-containing sheets and blankets.
At home, I have purple curtains. Or drapes. Or whatever you call those things that are meant to look nice on windows but not actually block out the light.
At school, I have a purple shower curtain that I put over my closet.
I have purple rubber bands that I don't use for my hair. Instead, I tie my flash cards together with them. (Sorry, Mom.)
I have a purple-ish hairbrush that I do actually use on my hair.
A good portion of my shirts are purple. One of my skirts is purple. My dress is purple.
Two of my Bibles are purple.
And all of the framed (or otherwise elevated from just lying around) pictures in my college room have purple strategically integrated somehow.
So, yeah. Purple. Awesomeness. =D
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