tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554473301545726020.post1884754223222756660..comments2023-10-24T08:42:49.733-07:00Comments on Lucretia's Reflection: Color It Black!Lucretiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07489662765492879926noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554473301545726020.post-35473799252751976852013-07-15T10:08:37.571-07:002013-07-15T10:08:37.571-07:00Yes, the elements of color are what I enjoy playin...Yes, the elements of color are what I enjoy playing with. Sometimes they're determined by my mood, other times by what specific piece of clothing I want to create an outfit around. It's fun, isn't it??<br /><br />Wow, I don't think we HAD Doc Martens shoes when I was in elementary school; they weren't available in children's sizes back then! Of course, that was when mammoths still roamed the earth... ;-)Lucretiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07489662765492879926noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554473301545726020.post-80759993995929760162013-07-15T07:46:29.159-07:002013-07-15T07:46:29.159-07:00I remember growing up as a kid and one of my class...I remember growing up as a kid and one of my classmates at elementary school wore Dr. Martens (of course, back then I didn't know what they were called) and I absolutely loved them. My parents picked out my clothes until I was 12/13 though, but since then I've always worn black very frequently. I don't usually dress all in black though, I like to incorporate some elements of colour into my outfits.Margarethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01763790207875477355noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554473301545726020.post-56041681396275101772013-07-11T20:11:35.238-07:002013-07-11T20:11:35.238-07:00That could very well be. If someone is forced to ...That could very well be. If someone is forced to wear/eat/read/do something as a child, they frequently will NEVER wear/eat/read/do that thing again because they're so sick of it. My mom forced me to wear my hair in a ponytail with straight-cut bangs until I graduated from the sixth grade. Do you know when I last wore it like that? At my sixth grade graduation! ;-)Lucretiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07489662765492879926noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554473301545726020.post-42636003419407795412013-07-11T20:06:16.613-07:002013-07-11T20:06:16.613-07:00Oooh, I love the idea of a dark purple bedroom! I...Oooh, I love the idea of a dark purple bedroom! I could get used to that... :-)Lucretiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07489662765492879926noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554473301545726020.post-29793591900153553312013-07-11T20:05:39.801-07:002013-07-11T20:05:39.801-07:00Welcome to The Black List! ;-)Welcome to The Black List! ;-)Lucretiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07489662765492879926noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554473301545726020.post-51645468367666499472013-07-11T19:54:31.367-07:002013-07-11T19:54:31.367-07:00Black is so important in my wardrobe that if I had...Black is so important in my wardrobe that if I had to wear another colour, I'd probably never leave the house again! <br /><br />I laughed at linnea-maria's comment - my mother used to love to buy me clothes in bright colours (especially pink!), which I was forced to wear because we never had much extra money when the kids were growing up. Maybe that's why I only want to wear black now. LOLInsomniac's Attichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11713662124096176176noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554473301545726020.post-60961943016573957352013-07-11T17:09:32.289-07:002013-07-11T17:09:32.289-07:00Black has always been my favorite color. My bedroo...Black has always been my favorite color. My bedroom is dark purple however not black but everything else in room is mostly black or dark colors. I love black colors. It makes me happy. I wear other colors too but I feel most comfortable and chic in black. Winterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09447077835391794339noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554473301545726020.post-71842851807001435012013-07-11T15:57:03.766-07:002013-07-11T15:57:03.766-07:00You can add me to your black list...well, not THAT...You can add me to your black list...well, not THAT black list, but you know what I mean. Nightwindhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07148270720593016700noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554473301545726020.post-17909662852751288432013-07-10T11:09:26.943-07:002013-07-10T11:09:26.943-07:00Oh, you are absolutely right about that! :-)Oh, you are absolutely right about that! :-)Lucretiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07489662765492879926noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554473301545726020.post-34668201925631442882013-07-10T10:15:11.203-07:002013-07-10T10:15:11.203-07:00I recognice myself in your story, I have always pr...I recognice myself in your story, I have always prefered black as well :D Some people are born goths, haha.Lesthihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09220038949346011321noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554473301545726020.post-45370348909881185762013-07-09T10:45:23.179-07:002013-07-09T10:45:23.179-07:00It's interesting how people react to things so...It's interesting how people react to things so differently! I still love colors, but more as accents to go with the black, except for the occasional day when I don't feel like wearing any black at all (which is rare but does happen). But I agree, I don't feel quite myself without some black, even when I choose not to wear it, unless there's a skull or skeleton on my shirt. Then it seems to be okay. Very weird...Lucretiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07489662765492879926noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554473301545726020.post-68293393957437168212013-07-09T10:40:24.709-07:002013-07-09T10:40:24.709-07:00Yes, "comfortable" is a good word for bl...Yes, "comfortable" is a good word for black! I like some shades of pink, but not everyone looks good in it. And I would have HATED to be forced to wear an older sibling's clothes; I was an only child, and very happy about it!<br /><br />It's funny, I was able to choose pretty much whatever I wanted to wear, in any color except black. And no jeans, because they were "farm clothes". Parents are weird, aren't we? ;-)Lucretiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07489662765492879926noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554473301545726020.post-10697151135165263002013-07-09T07:57:31.786-07:002013-07-09T07:57:31.786-07:00I don't actually remember transitioning to wea...I don't actually remember transitioning to wearing all black. It was a gradual thing that started in middle school... Of course now, I actually feel uncomfortable wearing a bunch of colorful clothes, as I don't feel like myself. I feel like I'm playing dress up XDMeghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04323769338953022323noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554473301545726020.post-47219361161553777802013-07-09T02:25:23.805-07:002013-07-09T02:25:23.805-07:00Interesting to read about your childhood. As a chi...Interesting to read about your childhood. As a child I wasn't very interested in "fashion" but forced to wear my sisters outgrown pink clothes (felt like a pig). It wasn't until I got twelve I started to dress in black (when I was able to choose myself). I feel comfortable in black.linnea-mariahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07378511815400433196noreply@blogger.com