The story behind my blog’s name

I believe everything has a story behind it. Be it a short story -even a sentence long- or a long one, there’s always something to be told, isn’t there? It didn’t take too long for me to come up with my blog name because I decided I’d just describe myself as this blog is all me, to share who I am with the world.

I came up with the name ‘The Little Black Rose’ for a number of reasons which I’ll discuss right now.

I’ll start with ‘Little’. Anyone who knows me would know that I’m a petite person. I’m short (5 ft to be exact) and yeah, you get the picture. And when I say petite, I mean just small or tiny, not skinny. Skinny is my sister, not me. Even though I’m not ‘skinny’, I’m in no way fat. You could say I’m fit, all into working out and stuff. I’m little,  like I have to look up at almost half of the people I know when I talk to them. That’s part of the reason I like kids, they make me feel big.

“Black”. The colour black is my favourite colour. I like to think that people who wear black tend to have colourful minds. Some of you may argue with this,  but it’s entirely my opinion. I also believe that the colour black shows confidence and that the person is strong, I don’t know why I believe that though,  it’s weird I know.

Now for my favourite part; “Rose”. Just last week, maybe a little after midnight, I was talking to a really close friend of mine. Now you see, when it gets late and I’m tired, I either start laughing like an idiot and doing other random stuff or I get really really honest. Too honest sometimes. Or both. So while I was talking to this guy, I just randomly went “I’m a rose.” Obviously anyone would ask why, and this was my exact explanation:
“roses have thorns.  they’re like ‘bitch don’t touch me im too pretty too be touched.  touch me and I hurt you’ unless you’re careful with me,  you’ll get hurt. and they’re delicate. so im a rose.”

And then all of a sudden, I went “shitt I got it” and then I said this:
“ok ok so if there is a guy and a girl, whether they’re dating or married or siblings or whatever,  the guy is the thorn and he’s protecting his rose bc he loves her and doesn’t want her to get hurt and shit.”
After that I just sat there, proud to have a weird and very random imagination, and started thinking about who my thorn actually is. Because I’m amazing like that haha.

Okay so then I put those three words together and that’s pretty much the story behind my blog name. Tell me what you think of it.

Allie x

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