The woman who reaches for a cardigan is different than the woman who reaches for a hoodie. We are probably a little more traditional in our dress, maybe have an eye for some vintage. We like the coziness that a cardigan implies, vs the " I am going to sweat!" of a hoodie.
I understand the cardigan and the hoodie choices.
When I reached for my cardigan, I realized that I had several options, but in those pre awake hours I went not for color, but for my staple: black.
Slimming, trendy...black clothing says," I may have an eye for fashion...or I might just be a lazy dresser but you will never know." My black cardigan says," mysterious convention. "
I understand the choice of black clothing.
As I reached for the cardigan, I realized that there were several options in this color. Five. I have five black cardigans. (I may have more, you have seen my closet).
They each can be dressed up or down, go with a skirt or jeans...to church or to a football game. (Ok, maybe Old Faithful can't go to church anymore--I've had her since the mid '80's and she is tired.) I understand each of these sweater options:
|The collection (or what I can find of it)|
And, like the good mysteriously conventional fashion diva that I am (that's a joke, you can laugh) I have the complimentary collection of black shoes. Each different and for different types of activities, but can be dressed up and down like the best wardrobe elements.
I totally understand black shoes.
If you are like me, you look at that sampling and think," of course, all very different shoes." You probably even have a collection that is somewhat similar. You see a use for all of them, and might even have more of your own and think me somewhat a minimalist. You understand me, and I you.
So if you are like me you can probably not answer why my spouse has this collection of his own. A collection of black clothing items that I just can't understand:
|Three pairs of identical slippers. Why?|