This totally happens to me. The thing is, I have about 20 pairs of black jeans, and at least that many pairs of leggings. . . As for the REST of my closet, no matter the item, I have it in black…and in spades!
When I had to let my two melanistic F1 Jungle Cats go many years ago, I was so devastated that I refused to have cats at all – my heart was broken and I just didn’t want to go through it again. All or nothing.
But when faced with a debilitatingly painful situation in my life, a close friend gently suggested I think about it… Bearing time alone – or any time at all – hurt so much that I was nearly unable to function.
One of the boys, a rescue, was taken into a home, and then brought back to the foster because the new family thought – because of his fur color – that he was “bad luck.” He was one of the sweetest kittens any of us had met and I decided – if he liked me too – that he would travel back home to live with me. For good. Black cats and I have a habit of working out. ❤
As fate would have it, a second all-black, bob-tailed rescue would show up…and the two of them got on famously.
The rest was history, and now we have two beautiful, jet black boys, Keku and Musashi.
I remember nearly every day how lonely I felt back then…and how lonely I’d feel now without them. Even when I get mewed to death an hour before dinner time, I’d be crushed not having them in my life.
No matter what I’m doing, they’re there just hanging out, with sweet spirits and ridiculously silly antics to assuage any bad day.
Did you ever notice this? Because I did. And it seriously creeped me out to see the level of cardio fitness this, oh…I don’t know…dead serial killer had! I’d be doomed!
It’s so NOT funny! I’d be like “hey, Michael, can you hold on a second? I need to put my sneakers on. Just ONE second, geezuz, Mr. Impatient! I need a head start.” And then I’d have to HIIT out of there.
And of course this is incredibly appropriate…for the lady who only ever wears (SLIMMING) black, AND worked in fashion for a dozen years...
I’ve always had an affinity for all things darkly-hued. I couldn’t even say why, save that there is a richness born of the depth of the color (or “absence” thereof) that woos my heart (and sight!)
I bought my mother a spectacular black pansy plant for Mother’s Day one year – nothing “morbid,” nor dreary about it! She was delighted knowing that those velvety black blooms with sunny centers and a burst of violet were my way of smiling at her each day. ❤
I also have a tradition of sending 50 Black Baccara roses to my parents for Halloween. This year, my wedding in on the 29th (as close to Hallows as I could manage!) but I will still be sending them their gloriously, decadently-hued blooms all the same!
“BLACK?!” people say? Well…not necessarily 100% pitch (there are some flower varieties that are pretty darn close, though!)…but very much “blackened” and beautiful most of the time.
There are countless varieties of black’ish blooms, and one day if I DO have a garden, I will endeavor to plant as many as I can. “Queen of the Night,” “Black Magic,” “Mystic Dreamer,” “Raven’s Wing”…for me, those names alone have me full swoon. Strange? Maybe…but we are all entitled! I love a brightly-colored bouquet as much as anyone, and in fact one of my favorite flowers are the Pascali rose – an angelically white bud, fresh as driven snow – that my mother planted in our garden in my honor as a child. My skating coach still calls me “Pascalli” and the memory of those striking, moonlit petals will be with for always.
Perhaps, then, I will add a Pascali plant…and some red varieties…since red is also a favored shade… Osiria, naturally, speaks to my Egyptian-Pagan-heart… ❤
And “Hearts” would work so nicely…
What would you plant in your garden…?
Marc Jacobs new Collector’s Edition – launching for Fall – embraces blackness unabashedly. Black in and of itself is so deliciously dauntless one might even say “THE” blackness. Ahhh….How gloriously gothic of you, Mr. Jacobs…and in ample time for my favorite day! (#halloween, don’t forget it! 😉 )
The Collection includes:
- Le Marc Lip Creme Lipstick in Blacquer
- Highliner Gel Eye Crayon in Taboo
- Epic Noir Mascara & Gel Eyeliner Collector’s Edition Set
It isn’t for the shy, for sure, but rather those who can go boldly withOUT batting a lash… I personally think it’s brilliant that cosmetic companies aren’t automatically eschewing the less traditionally “wearable.” Women are more fearless in this day and age, and it isn’t only the Manic Panics of the World who should feel free enough to offer such intrepid shades.
My Pagan heart adores you, Marc. I like your brazen nerve!
Some of my training partners and I were talking about an issue (several, actually) that comes up a lot in Martial Arts (especially fuller contact ones) – staying clean!
It isn’t pretty, but it’s par for the course, so you just have to be prepared. It’s not only the fact that you are all up in someone’s face (which is a huge part of it), but also about fending off clogged pores, dirt and other offenders.
I ran across these Yes to Tomato Charcoal Facial Wipes recently and was honestly psyched to see them – I’m not crazy about some of the wipes out there because some just don’t feel like they get the job done. These, though, are formulated with charcoal – a pore-clearing, grime-busting substance that will provide and on-the-go detox when you simply don’t have other options. They also happen to be black, which my inner goth finds not-so-secretly satisfying. How badass of you, Yes To! 😉 )
The brand has a bunch of other ones too, but I like the idea that these amp up the impurity busting quotient – when you finish a Reflex Development class at Jiu-Jitsu, you WILL be sweating like a farm animal, and you’ll need that extra skin-clearing boost.
Toss these “LBG”s (cheeky, I like it!) in your gym / dojo bag and keep yourself clean wherever you are, and whenever you need it!