A Plinky prompt here on WordPress caught my my eye as I finished that last post. It is totally mindless, but I will write about it anyway.
If I could only wear one color for the next month, I would wear black. Most of the time, it is what I wear anyway. Granted, I wear white or red or some other color with it, but basically I wear black.
I have done this for a long time. No hidden meaning, I don’t think.
I remember buying a black dress when I was in high school. It wasn’t a little black dress, just a dress that happened to be black. My grandmother had a fit. Black was NOT appropriate for a girl my age. Maybe I can trace my choice of black back to that incident!