Blue

Perhaps as a means to regain some sense of masculinity, you grab a bottle of blue food coloring and begin adding to the spinning sugar. Of course it still ends a somewhat girly pastel blue, but you're happy enough with that.

That is until the machine begins to malfunction and spits heaps of blue spun sugar all over you. With a startled, and somewhat annoyed grunt, you curse and begin to wipe off the quickly melting sugar.

You storm away from the machine, your white shirt now stained the same powder blue color and you're so annoyed by this that you fail to notice the strands of pastel blue hair gently grazing your shoulders.