My older Sister, in my mind, is "Orange". This is probably because she loved orange smarties when we were wee li'l girls. I'd always give her my orange smarties... I thought (and still do) they tasted like St. Joseph's Baby Aspirin. Also, she hated bananas, and I loved them. So, whenever my mom would make us lunch, Naomi would get the orange and I'd get the banana.
Growing up, she was probably a little more tomboyish than me... mostly because I didn't want to get dirty or break a nail, haha. But, when it was time to be all prettied up she could pull that off well too. I mean she wasn't a "tomboy" all the time... it just never phased her to play in trees, climb fences, dig for worms, etc.
To me, Orange is a bold and bright color. That is another reason I see her as orange; she is bold and bright.
Ironically, orange is my least favorite color. Mostly, because I think I look terrible in it. But she can wear orange and actually make it look good! Must be her fair skin tone w/ peachy cheeks! I'll see her wear a nice orange top and then I will see a similar one at the store and try it on and one look in the mirror.... yeah, not happening. But she makes Orange look good!
So, bold, bright and beautiful... that's my "Orange" Older Sistah!