Category: Colour blindness

Turquoise + Burgundy

What I Wore: To the Mall

blue collar red lipstick; Boden dress; Boden floral dress
Dress, Boden (via eBay); sweater and belt, J. Crew Factory; scarf, Aldo Outlet

Another reason why I love Boden dresses is that they are super easy to layer under my omni-present J. Crew sweaters; the colourful patterns give me lots of scope to mess around with various versions of “colour soup” – a.k.a. throw a bunch of colours together and see what sticks. This time, we got turquoise and dark burgundy. Yum?

Can we talk about my hair, again, for a minute? For one thing, I did not set out to have these bangs. I started with cute little side-swept ones, which grew out; I tried to remedy the situation by cutting them myself and … here we are. Straight and uneven, reminiscent of the radically sloping blunt bangs my grandma gave me when I was 5. They are driving me crazy. The other thing driving me crazy is my continued failure to master the sock bun. I got one of those mesh thingies and everything, but every attempt seems to be worse than the previous. I feel like I’m regressing because I’m pretty sure I used to be able to do this. The side view is truly tragic. Le sigh!

blue collar red lipstick

Pantone dreams


Everyone knows that black goes with everything. And though black is always in style, sometimes everyone needs a change. But branching out, colour-wise, often leads to the age-old question: what goes with that?

I’ve been asking myself that question more and more lately, as I try to moderate my shopping by constantly re-mixing my existing wardrobe. See, I suffer from an insidious disease I will call “outfit fatigue”. Simply put, I get tired of wearing the same things again and again. Likewise, I get a charge out of wearing new things, even something as insignificant as a pair of earrings. Of course, constantly wearing new things is outside the realm of possibility for mere mortals like me. So I make do by mixing things up. This requires some creativity and outside-the-box thinking, and it’s where colour matching know-how comes in handy.

Here are some of the colour combos I have come to really love in the last few months:

1. Grey

I’ve alluded to this before, and I will say it again: I love grey. Grey is probably just as versatile as black, if not more so. Almost any colour can be matched to grey, provided you find the right shade. A couple of combinations really stand out for me, including:

Orange …

… yellow, pink, lavender, and red.



2. Navy

I’ve also started to appreciate the understated virtues of navy recently. Navy matches well with quite a few colours, though my favourites are:

Turquoise …







… jade green, yellow, white, and red.
3. Pink

Sometimes, every girl wants to wear pink. I’ve been scared away from pink in the past by the old myth that redheads can’t wear pink (not true, by the way) but there’s nothing like it when you’re feeling a little “blah”. Picture Marilyn Monroe singing “Diamond Are a Girl’s Best Friend” in Gentlemen Prefer Blondes – did she seem depressed to you? My favourite matches for pink are:

Brown …



… navy, green (yes, in small doses) … and, of course, red:


Which brings me to my final point: a girl always needs a pair of hot red heels. They go with everything.




Pea green by any other name

Have you ever experienced a flash of inspiration while getting dressed in the morning, only to spend the rest of the day questioning your own audacity? That happened to me the other day. It started with the decision to wear a chartreuse skirt. I think it can be safely said that chartreuse may be classified as both “bold” and “difficult to pull off” – two equally tough categories. I upped the ante by pairing my skirt with electric blue patent pumps. In addition to sharing the same attributes as chartreuse, electric blue has the further distinction of being a “tricky to match” colour. Walking out of the house, I felt rather dashing. As the day went on, though, I began to lose my nerve. The failure of my co-workers to comment on my attire became, in my mind, a silent indictment rather than (as it more likely was) mere indifference. With every random glance directed to the general vicinity of my feet, I felt the need to explain. My confidence was shot. I vowed to stick to safer, more familiar ground in the future. They always say, black goes with everything.

What do you think?