I walked out of my house and looked down. My wardrobe was stupendous. Absolutely striking. 

It was grey.

And that's all. My shirt, hoodie, sandals, bag. All grey. And the concrete was a simply lovely contrast.

And in my book, jeans don't have a color. They're just denim.

This is called standing out in the crowd, folks.

If I was a movie star in the fifties, Nobody would have been able to see me on the black and white televisions.


Anonymous said...

"This is called standing out in the crowd, folks."

Perfect. :)

BLahblah Abi said...

grey is the new black :)