Living In A Black Dress - Or: Meet The Love Of My Life
'Black is modest and arrogant at the same time. Black is lazy and easy - but mysterious. But above all black says this: I don’t bother you - don’t bother me.'
Ever since I read this quote by Japanese fashion designer Yohji Yamamoto, I realized that black is not a color, but a character trait. If you picture 'Black' as a person, you'll see a calm and intellectual pal. He would get along with almost everyone, having a good portion of manners and respect. 'Black' would stop by for a quick chat or a coffee every now and then.
'Black' is easygoing and smooth. When I date him and spill tomato sauce all over my lap, he wouldn't care at all. 'No worries dear, no one will bother, so keep enjoying your evening‘
He makes my life so simple. When I wake up in the morning, I shuffle to my closet and see a beautiful, dark empire. I cannot make a bad decision - every choice is the right choice.
'Black' is mysterious: He knows that life can be uneasy, challenging and dark. Sometimes I look at him and he is just nodding, agreeing that life can be a big, fat, giant question mark.
'Black' wants to get to know people, hear their aspirations, their story, their arguments and their views. He wouldn't judge people by hearing evil things from their youth or bad rumors, but study the whole canvas.
I found my soul partner. My friends and colleagues have already accepted that he’s the love of my life. There are weird events, such as weddings or family celebrations, where I have to show up with another pal. Everyone would suddenly look up from their iPhones, books or coffee tables. People would shake their heads and shockingly ask:
'Andrea! What is wrong with you?'