A year ago, my poly frens and I made our way to a friend's house for project meeting. While walking under the voideck, one of my friends commented, "I don't understand you. You are always wearing the wrong shoe. Like now, its green top and blue shoe. You don't know nothing about matching". And she went on to ask my other friend; who just shrug her off.
Well, I am known among them to wear lots of colours all at once.
Imagine yellow top, green skirt and purple flip-flops. I wore that once, well I kind of cheated. The skirt had prints of yellow and purple, while the flip-flops had stripes of yellow.
Once I was called "traffic light". But I never did change.
At present, I have not been my colourful self. My U2 and Giordano coloured lycra tops are taking a break. Once in awhile I do wear them and I would feel like Barney, Baby Bob and BJ all over again. Needless to say, when I am drowned with colours, I jump into my bubbly and kiddish self.
And by the way, it wasn't just a blue shoe. It was Carlo Rino. Hah.
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