My thing for zebras goes way back to childhood. I remember for some reason that whenever the family went to visit the Houston Zoo, I couldn’t leave until I’d seen the flamingos and the zebras. I had a pink bedroom, so naturally, I had to see the pink birds. Zebras, I’m not so sure about what the attraction was. I was afraid of horses — but those black and white stripes drew me like a magnet.
I’m not as crazy about pink any more, but you’ll see from my wacky collection, that I still go in for black and white stripes.