I recently did this year’s spring/summer closet analysis and realized I might want to pass on buying any grey or black for the warm-weather months. Or quite possibly ever.
Between January and March, though, I naively brought a couple of grey things home. [Ok maybe more like a few. Or possibly “several.”] And if we’re counting pattern—which I will because pattern continues to be a big step forward for me—I bought black. After all, having alloted most of my fall/winter/spring clothing budget to festively hued items, it SEEMED like I should have plenty of color-color knocking around.
Pre-audit, I didn’t understand the harm 5 little items—4 of which were practically being given away—could do to my wardrobe goals.
With my innocence* intact, I never thought to be on guard from this completely over-the-top alternative to my usual plain-Jane-Grey T-shirts. Far from it. Diagonal seaming AND asymmetric draping? Clearly its construction was ideal for helping an ol’ Rectangle such as myself create a few curves. And once home, it never crossed my mind to take it back, given the way its outgoing nature led it to immediately pair up with some old and less-old favorites:
But my whoops, I did it again buys [3 solids + 2 patterns aka 1 scarf, 1 pair of casual pants, 1 cardigan-eque wrap and 2 tops]
came with a price other than their fairly modest literal one. I mean there’s no doubt they’re right at home with my closet’s majority leadership, and there’s no doubt they’re versatile. But my wardrobe’s tonality teeter-totter is once again heading briskly DOWN to the dark side.
Does my Contrarian Classicist persona have something to do with these purchasing shenanigans? Probably.
So to give her a break from all the hothouse hues, sunny-delight shades, and perky patterns I’ve been wearing and plotting to wear, I’ve decided to work my not-so-little capsulette. No grey with peeeeenk, no black with berry—just a little cheating with a scarf whose steely-blue sassiness is out of place elsewhere.
While the dial around here is still set to “COLOR,” I think today’s recap shows there’s something to be said for stormy-weather shades.
With special thanks to Ms Eileen—whose photography objectives I explain here—for the gorgeous scarf shots.
* Less innocence than willful ignorance, but the latter rather ruins the narrative arc.