Color Therapy

We are soon heading to visit my husband's rebbe. I have packed all my black and white clothing (no need to stick out or have my husband feel uncomfortable). So, I have all my uncolored items and plenty of reading material for when I am not involved. Anyway, more on that adventure to come. Today I woke up and felt colorful, so I picked out my clothing accordingly.

I'm like the candles on the Hanukkah menorah. My husband looked at me and he said, "Do you realize you don't have any same colors on and they all clash." I replied, "Absolutely. And I do have on two colors that are the same, my pants and scarf." He then couldn't resist taking photos of me. Finally, I got some attention! But seriously. I just love color, though I've been known to wear gray. I like shades of gray too (though I've not read the book). The only thing I try to avoid is black and white except when visiting rebbes. I call my dress code: Color Therapy. And looking around my house, I need it.