it happens every year.
usually during the crappiest of all crappy winter days.....
the spring colors.
suddenly, the stores are full of
the perkiest of pinks,
the grassiest of greens,
a perfect plethora of pantone prospects adorning every rack.
what do i do?
i fall in love.
and i buy....
i buy in a big way.
and then i put them in my closet
where they wait for warmer weather to arrive....
full of the prospects of sunshiney days and spring in my steps.
until i look at them and wonder......
why, pray tell, do i do this to myself?
because these colors were not meant for me
the greens are ghastly.
the pinks look perfectly putrid....
i must learn to curtail my color conventions.
i vow not to pine for purple pants.