For years, my favourite colour was red. In middle school I had bright red hair and often wore red clothes, from coats to jeans. I’ve always been drawn to the colour. Like, when I walk into a store (whether it’s apparel or interior) and I see something red, I must take a closer look. Maybe it stems from my childhood, because my fathers trademark was his classic Levis 504 jeans in bright red. Maybe the colour bring my comfort because of the tie to my father. Who knows.
My thoughts when getting dressed were simple. Wear all the new things, those being the orange sweater, red tights and sunglasses. Seeing a clear colour spectrum, I wanted to go all out on that.
My grandmother was a stylish lady. Time and time again I’ve been able to find treasures in her old things, that my mother keeps in a varity of boxes and closests in my childhood home.
When I came home for Christmas last year, I remembered having played around with ‘french wool hats’ as I called them. My mom fetched a basket full of beautifull berets that my gran wore, maybe 60 years ago.
I took them home, but they ended up collecting dust on a high shelf where I keep scarves etc. I never use. Fast farward about 2 month, one haircut later, and I wanna wear one these every day. Berets just go really well with shorter hair I think. And red lipstick, of course!
Two colourful outfits for less than $130. Matched with a pair of fun statement earrings that cost around the same.
I think it’s the darkness and gloom of January, that gives me this craving for wearing lots and lots of colours. Can we just get onto to spring??