Somehow, the association with black and glamour is so entrenched that I must think bulky black sweaters and frayed, dark denims will make me look a little less ordinary. It's as if I could step into my little black dress and emerge from my closet looking 20 years younger and 20 pounds lighter. Not happening!
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I love black, but there must be some limits to my somber wardrobe and surroundings. I blame Paris, where every woman looks so fashionable in inky hues, and apartments are spectacular showcases for black accessories.
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I'll always gravitate to jet black. I just need to purge some of the less desirable items and keep an eye on the basics.