The Color Purple

I go through these random phases in life where I become strictly opposed to certain (mostly fashion-related) things. To name a few: lace, flats, spaghetti straps, anything pink, Hello Kitty, horizontal stripes, denim skirts, and yes, the color purple.

Personally, I think it has something to do with a desire to stray from the crowd and be my own person. When pink was the "in" color, I loathed it. I stayed as far away as I could and opposed Elle Woods' line of "whoever said orange is the new pink was seriously disturbed". The PINK collection from Victoria's Secret began running rampant, which made me falter momentarily because I adore VS and didn't know how to handle it. If I shopped the PINK collection, I bought whatever I could in any other color.

Then one day, something shifted. The color pink began having more of a 'rock star' feel vs the 'little girl' feel and I purchased a waffle knit... it was all downhill from there.

I still will not say I "love" pink. Red has been my favorite color for years and Pink is simply Red's baby sister. Sure, she's grown up a little and has more of an attitude, but Red and I have a history.

Once my opposition to pink faded (nice), my crusade against the color purple began. Purple is the step-sister to Pink so it only made sense... not to mention, EVERYONE was in love with purple at this point and I felt a strong urge to continue my stance against colors with a red base.

I have no idea where I got these notions from. Having a background in fashion, it seems almost racist to oppose any color of the rainbow.

One day, while I was shopping, I found a dress I liked but alas, the only color left in my size was this eggplant purple. Against my better judgement, I took it to the fitting room, in an attempt to battle my color demons, put it on my body.

I liked it. I liked what it did with my hair & skin & eye color. I liked the way the dress looked on my body. I couldn't believe I'd been so opposed to something that now seemed so right. I bought my first purple dress and didn't look back.

Since then, I've been a bridesmaid in purple and can even be found today with purple toe & finger nails (I'm even wearing purple glitter) after a work retreat.

I've also since adopted a new attitude with colors: I can't be so judgmental - especially when it comes to all things fashion - because any color can work on any person with the right attitude and accessories.

Unless we're talking burnt orange. Gross.