I recently sold some old clothes at a secondhand store. The shopgirl summed up the pile of and black and grey castoffs with the comment, "You're not from around here, are you?" Indeed, even though I'm technically a California girl, I can't shake the East Coast upbringing or the post-college Brooklyn years from my aesthetic. Charcoal, onyx, ink, midnight—these are all just synonyms for 'happy' in my book.
Because black isn't just black. It can be glossy or matte; it can be pebbled or smooth; it can be inviting or repellant to the touch; in fact, it can be all those things at once, and more. To anyone who claims black is boring, I say, the complexities of black fill it with infinite possibility. So do me a favor. The next time your sweetie asks, 'Do you really need another black sweater?' simply reply, 'Yes. I do. I'm shopping for infinite possibility.'
P.S. The lovely Robin Baron of Robin Baron Design interviewed me today on her blog Simplifying Fabulous. Amongst others, I got to answer my all-time favorite question: "What century would you live in?" Find out here! Shopping Guide: The Wild Unknown Tarot, Joya Composition No. 6, Marbled Latte Mug, Hammered Steel Mushroom Lamp, Black Floral Lace Scarf. Images: 1. 2. 3. 4. 5.