I’m a heterosexual male. A mighty strange one, most folks would be quick to tell you, but a heterosexual male nonetheless. I’m not that fashion-friendly. To me, there are only a handful of colors. Red, blue, green, yellow, and the like. And pink. I know that there are some 220 different varieties of pink. My lovely better half or my gay bestie could doubtless list them all, in proper order. To me they are all just pink. The only shades of pink to which I might attach any extraneous descriptors would be Pepto-Bismol pink and hot pink. Oh, and now Suffolk pink.
Named after the area in England where it was discovered or perfected, Suffolk pink is, well, look at the photograph accompanying this article. It’s that shade of pink. And the only reason why I know anything about Suffolk pink is because of how it was traditionally made—with blood. Not human blood—that we know of—but the blood of a pig or an oxen, mixed with standard lime whitewash and milk, formed this pretty pink color. (I can’t imagine it would smell too good, though.)
Suffolk pink was created in the 1300s. Had I been around when they were deciding on an official name for this color, I would have suggested “blood and milk” pink. It gives you a better idea of what to expect, I think.