grey day

Was thinking recently, it seems a lot of one's 'style' is colour, or lack of it. Some are bold colour people. Or all black. Or black, with bright or metallic accents. OR Pastel People. Or Miss Neutrals. And then there are the Greys. I've had such a love/hate relationship with grey - it really depressed me in the late 90s, it felt cheap and sad paired with black and purple. I can't explain, but that colour combination just makes me sad. And it rather tarred my feelings towards grey, I must admit.

And then this summer, I fell in love in the most sudden, lightening bolt fashion: grey, with a tan, with pale skin, in various shades, charcoal, pale, paired with neutrals and nudes and pale pinks.. then this hot sunny September, it just didn't rock my world any more. I fell out of love with grey.



But today... I'm looking at this model from fashion week, and I can see the point of it. Especially with silver, and black. And her pale blonde hair is such a sun-shiney foil. In fact, as I type this, I'm wearing a soft grey cardigan that I found on the street during fashion week, right outside Somerset House. Being run over by a taxi (the cardigan, not me - altho, close). It probably fell off a model as she jumped into a waiting car and got whisked away to a party. And now it's on me, dry and warm and loved, like a stray cat.

What colour combo are you? And are you in character today? Is there a colour, or combination, that you wouldn't be caught dead in? (for me, it's red. And as combos, there's no way I'd wear black with orange, or yellow: and yet, black with orange AND hot pink, sure!!). Sometimes, tho, it's good to go totally out of character. One of these days, perhaps, I'll embrace red, like my friend Felicia wore today: a tomato red wool coat with huge frilly collar. It almost could convert me.

But not today. Today, I'm feeling grey. In a cosy, tea drinking, luxurious sort of way.