Saturday, November 6, 2010

Wardobe tales, part 2: The red cardigan

I was 11 or 12 years old when I learned all about the transformative effect of color. You see, my mother had gotten me a new, oversized (this was during the grunge era) cardigan, in a rather unusual color at the time (everyone was wearing oversized cardigans, but mostly in beige or grey and other neutral colors): red.

I was not too thrilled about it being red, but I wore it anyway. And I got so many compliments! From everyone!

That's when I realized that red was a really flattering color on me, and that wearing the right colors make all the difference. A lot of people realize this when they are much older than that, which causes them to wear extremely unflattering colors for years, and I am so glad the red cardigan prevented this from happening to me.

All the compliments caused me to learn more about colors and what goes with what, and most importantly: What suits me. So I have not been experimenting too much with colors for years. But I will still always remember that eye opening cardigan fondly (I still have it somewhere, but obviously, it is slightly too small for me now)...

(the pic is from Harper's Bazaar)


  1. What a wonderful story! My closet is full of the same shapes and colors-thanks to my Mom! When I was growing up, we would critically asses clothes I was trying on so that by the time I was a teenager, I didn't need to make the mistakes lots of people do!