Colors talk, but you have to listen very carefully.
The most important thing Black says is you're not in the red. It also says tuxedo and mourning. It still says priest, but to street-clothes-wearing nuns Black says nunsense.
For most people Blue brags about eyes and sky and ocean. For others, like me, Blue bemoans sadness. Blue made me blue until we moved by the ocean. The house had a blue kitchen and powder room. I then amazed my husband by adding blue accents throughout our new home. Some people match their colors to a painting. I match mine to the ocean. Picasso had his blue period. Now I'm having mine.
Then there's Brown. UPS asks, "What can brown do for you?" It doesn't do anything for me. That's why I'm a blond now.
Green gushes about go and grass and cash. However, Maryann Littleton didn't turn even light green when Mike Stevens invited me to the Junior Prom. Green doesn't dare say envy to me anymore.
Orange screams highway cleanup crews, rubber safety cones and last year's in color. Orange you glad it's not this year's in color.
Pink promises being in the pink - unless you get a pink slip. Of course, if you see pink elephants, you're not in the pink.
Purple prattles about grapes and Barney. Purple persuades little girls it's their favorite color. Big girls aren't persuaded.
Red roars, sometime with rage. Red has the power to make us stop. If we don't stop, it couldn't have been Red talking to us. It must have been Yellow.
Yellow yells cheerfully about caution, the sun and the brick road to Oz. I'm sure Yellow doesn't speak about cowardice.
That must be Chartreuse. Chartreuse is French, so I can't understand what it says.
Turquoise says Indian jewelry, which says casino, which says slot machine. I can't afford to listen to Turquoise.
White whispers about cleanliness, purity and virtue. It stopped whispering about the White House when Gray started groaning about it.
Gray groans about decisions being made in gray areas; and whenever Gray groans, it's a gray day.
Yes, color talks; and people listen. Model T's were black until Ford realized affording customers a choice of colors was profitable. Crayola profited by inventing new colors to sell more crayons.
We all want color in our lives. Unfortunately, until our children are grown, spotted is the predominant color.
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