I’ve noticed that all black daily uniforms garner such interesting responses from well-meaning bystanders. Everything from the observant “Black again?” to the helpful “You’d look gorgeous in coral!” to the somewhat depressing “Are you depressed?”
I think it’s chic, the all black ensemble. Like a blank palette that allows your life to explode in color or the ability to blend into any situation in which you could find yourself on a Wednesday afternoon at 6:00.
What’s your closet like? Are you drowning in a sea of inky colors? Do you dream in pink or vibrant florals? How does black clothing make you feel: thin, stylish, and maybe even a little arty? (Me, too!)
P.S. — Emerson Fry knows how to wear black.