
For a girl whose wardrobe is almost exclusively BBB (Black-Blue-Brown), my absolute crush has always been White.
White is simple, white is sophisticated, white is effortless.
White is universally flattering to any skin tone.
White is chic (well when you exclude those mythical platform sky high Essex stilettos!)
But because white is so perfect, it is also cursed. Stain cursed (blame this metaphore on all that force-fed childhood fairy tales where we are led to believe that anything too perfect comes with a “but”, often an evil witche’s curse).
If I could, I would happily dress exclusively in white.
However every time I do that, I end up being paranoid at the prospect of THE stain curse.
Why would a careful 30 something girl woman live in fear of stains?
Well, according to my own statistics, its a fatality.
Some examples of these stainuations (ie stain situation, don’t you love making up new words!).
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