As I sat here in my room yesterday and stared into my closet, I realized something. This is something I have known for many years, but it struck me once again rather profoundly last night, so I wanted to share. I am a dark, dark man. My choices, are usually very dark and bland, but I can’t help it…that’s what I tend to prefer. I am talking about, of course, my clothes.
Look at that, there isn’t a bright and cheery color anywhere to be found, and that image doesn’t even show all of my dark-colored sweaters. There may be a few white dress shirts, but that’s about it. I had a good laugh when I saw this, so I had to take a picture. It’s just a sea of browns, greens, blacks, and grays – all dark and muddy. But, hey, it could be worse. I could walk around dressing like this –
(Smiley faces always added to protect the innocent)