….at what point do you realize that maybe, just maybe, black isn’t always the right choice?
There. I said it.
It’s true though. Some times, the black isn’t always all it’s cracked up to be on every woman. Some of us have a more delicate complexion, or our hair color competes, or it clashes with our coats. I think we all reach for black because it’s slimming, it’s easy and it’s every where. When I see choices in colors, say in sweaters or boots, I always choose the black.
It got me to thinking though, what if I DIDN’T get the black one? It all started with this red bag. I was so excited to find a high end designer bag on sale for such a ridiculous price that I cajoled myself into buying it solely on the fact that it would be snatched up the minute I put it down. (After all, I could always return it if I was in fact, in a state of frenzy that I would recover from later that day.)
However; it never happened! I brought the bag home, and suddenly, boom, it matched and popped and sparkled against my other clothing. That little bit of red made such a difference. I could continue to wear my basic neutrals, but somehow, they seemed less….neutral.