|I'm wearing this while editing, not while trying to sleep.|
Classes were taught by various experts in make-up or clothing, who would figure out which color season one volunteer belonged in, then hope others would pay for the service later.
I was never officially tested, but I knew which season I wanted. All my favorite colors to wear are in Autumn.
|Almost three years ago now. Of course, we have only grown more beautiful.|
Notice, my hair is also starting to match the olive green theme. I like to think of it as “sloth green.” They earn status as the only green mammal by sleeping enough to grow moss and lichen in their hair. I’m not quite that bad yet, so I have to rely on artificial coloring.
The colors I “should” be wearing are the pinks and blues of summer. I’m wearing more blue lately because it makes my husband happy. But when I dress to make me happy, it’s orange. When I dress to feel comfortable or comforted, it’s brown.
Less superficial is “The Color Code” http://www.colorcode.com which divides people into personalities based on their primary motivation and uses colors as shorthand for the four main categories:
My poor husband will testify that I turn on a radio every time I enter a room and leave a pile of belongings behind whenever I exit.
|This is much shorter than the office version.|
|Does this look like a species that just likes to get along with everybody?|
|Not bad for a selfie|
|It is hard to photograph the top of my head. I kept missing and getting trees|
|We'll pretend this is a picture of me on a very good day.|
Seasons experts claim everyone looks good in turquoise, so I should be able to find homes for the stuff I make from all the merino lace-weight I also threw in the pot.
Feeling accomplished, I even managed to make dinner while dying wool in my kitchen. Amazingly, none of the bread looked blue.