This is mine--pinks, browns, creams and grays--the colors that evoke a special feeling inside me.
When I think back to the experiences I've had and the places I've visited,
I usually associate these colors with my favorite memories.
The deep pink light of a brilliant sunset falling across the Grand Canyon.
Orange arches at Bryce National Park.
A delicately scrolled conch shell in the Cayman Islands.
The pastel-toned buildings of a busy street in Mexico.
The coral colored sand on Prince Edward Island in Canada.
The gray sky of the Ukrainian countryside.
That perfect neutral color of a wedding dress in a Paris shop window.
The warm invitation of a cup of hot chocolate in my own kitchen.
(Anthropologie In A Twinkling dress, Dog Trot cardi and Lost Glasses tights, J.Crew patent belt, MIA Trainee Booties)
If there are two versions of the same piece,
I always go for the brown or pink-toned version.
Not really sure why.
I should probably branch out a bit, but maybe these are just the colors that suit me--
the ones I feel prettiest in.
If I split my closet into colors, 90% of it would fall into this category.
So, is anyone else's closet as unbalanced as mine?