Filed under: life in general
So I was at the laundromat this weekend, taking the very good advice of another patron to hang up my shirts right out of the dryer, even if it did mean awkwardness in the car. I’m humming and hanging and squinting under the fluorescents, when I notice the above.
Does all my clothing being blue, green, or black mean that I’m a smart lady who knows what she looks good in, that I’m too obsessed with my favorite color, or that I’m in a serious style rut? If I’m allowed to vote in my own election, I pick the first one! I take all kinds of colors into the fitting room. The blues, greens, and blacks are all that ever come back out. Can’t help it; I look fine in a good blue.
It’s definitely an inclination that spreads to my accessories. I used to buy a lot of red purses (I still do buy red shoes). But for the last couple of years it’s all blue, blue, blue…
Exhibit A (A year or two old, but oh-so-my-favorite).
Exhibit B (A new acquisition. Hoorah summer!).
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