I think my wardrobe took a darker turn when I was in college. My closet mine as well have been nicknamed ROYGBIV because it was always a colorful explosion. Orange zip ups, white shirts with colorful patterns, green tube tops and purples, blues and reds all over the place … OH MY. But the funny part was, when I was going out, I only felt comfortable in black and would raid my roommates closets looking for that perfect top to rock. So I thought to myself, perhaps I just don’t fancy color, and I felt like that was such a horrible thing to admit so I just kept on buying more colorful nonsense that I never wore.
So today, as I was putting laundry away, I looked at my closet and noticed that 85% of it or more was black with a few colorful dresses and white pieces thrown in between. In fact I found myself specifically placing the colorful garments sporadically in between the black pieces to break it up a bit. And then I found myself once again wondering, is it bad that I dress in black so much?
Here it is. Black for decades has been associated with funerals and a color people wear when they are mourning and depressed, or a color only gothic freaks wear head to toe, or a color women only wear when they want to appear thinner than they actually are. But we are in the 21st century folks and the only thing I see associated with black garments is being extremely chic and timeless, I mean Audrey Hepburn rocked the all black look decades ago … enough said.
And yes, after all of these years, I am openly admitting right now that my style palette does not include that much color in any aspect of my life, and I am proud to admit that. Right now I am into a lot of neutral colors, blacks, whites, nudes, grays with some deep purples, reds and bright blues or navy’s to accent here and there. But the thought of wearing pink, lavender, light blue, yellow or any other color that looks like happiness has vomited all of you makes me want to light things on fire. Does this make me depressed? No. Does this make me hate the world? No. This just means I have a distinct style and know exactly what I like and who I want to portray myself as. It is a color defining my style, not a determination of my mood, well-being, outlook on life, religion and/or how I treat my fellow human beings.
Black is a very chic and powerful color, so you need the confidence and attitude to match. If you want to paint your nails black, don’t feel like you will be considered “goth.” Consider yourself making a statement instead. Sometimes I will want to wear an all black outfit from head to toe and there are moments where I think to myself, “shit, does it look like I’m wearing a black body suit?!” But I will break it up with a piece of statement jewelry or a fantastic pair of heels and my worries will melt away. Being comfortable brings out the confidence, ladies.
It is all about knowing what you like, owning it and indulging in it. Not that I want to give these reality TV fame whores any more credit than they deserve, but the Kardashian clan condones wearing black and has made it extremely sexy and chic. I’m not saying wearing black shirt after black shirt with the same boring black pants is okay, because it absolutely is not. But investing in a lot of different black pieces and creating a cohesive wardrobe with different kinds of fabrics and textures that are statement worthy is key and that is what the Kardashian ladies do.
I know so many of us stare at our wardrobes and wonder, “Jesus, could I OWN MORE BLACK CLOTHING?!” But get over it. If you didn’t love it, you wouldn’t have bought it. There is NOTHING wrong with it, so stop complaining, making excuses and just own it and make it yours.