I saw an image today on the interwebz and got a really good laugh. It reminded me of shopping with my sister. No matter where we go or what we’re shopping for, it’s a common occurrence for her to find something cute, show it to me and for my response to be, “too bad it’s not black.”
She’s always telling me to branch out, try different colors, expand my horizons. To me branching out means a different fabric or perhaps a different length or style or even heel height, but not a different color.