I’m soooooo tired of black. Is it the same in the rest of the world, or is it just Australia that is stuck in a rut?
This morning I had an hour to kill between dropping my houseguest at the Concert Hall, (Simone is a member of the Australian Youth Orchestra, which is here playing a huge concert in combination with the Tasmanian Symphony Orchestra –Mahler’s Ninth) Anyway, I dropped her off at eight, then had time to fritter before my appointment with the audiologist (I’m road-testing some hearing aids!) Anyway — enough of these digressions. I found a handy coffee shop on a busy corner of Hobart where I could sip my coffee and watch the scurry of workers on their busy way to whatever challenges their jobs had to offer up on a very rainy day.
Years ago, Nigel and I used to sit in a favorite lunch spot and watch shoppers hustling about. The game then was to see if we could spot a woman wearing a skirt. Today, my target was to find one not dressed in black. I sat for a long time and saw a lot of women — all headed for work, presumably, as the shops weren’t open yet. In the forty-five minutes I was there, the only non-black outfits I saw were three or four dark charcoal skirts or pants and one very dark brown suit.
Hey, out there! Where is your imagination? For a start, that is no way to brighten a dark, wet day. Everyone will have arrived at their office wet and bedraggled, only to see clones of themselves in the same black suits/pants/skirts. When did color go out of style? I did see one woman in an attractive dark brown and black plaid skirt, but I have to suppose she was so hopelessly out of fashion that I hesitate to include her in the count.
I thought I would sit in the coffee shop until I saw a skirt or pants in any color that wasn’t black, but time defeated me. As my appointment time drew near I realized I would have to be the one radical female on the streets of Hobart to defy the fashion goddesses, so out onto the street I went in my light grey pants. MM