The Color Red

I have never been a big fan of the color red, particularly when it comes to clothing. Though I don’t know if I chose to wear it as a child. My mom tells me that I always wanted to dress myself when I was a little girl and apparently wore the craziest outfits. I do have a few pics of me in red as a girl though I doubt I picked the bathing suit and I did love the red flowered dress that mom made for me. I think as I got older I always felt that the color was too loud, too bold and I wanted to feel soft and loving in my presentation of self.

I’ll never forget when I bought what I considered a power suit. It was red, of course. On the day that I first wore it to work I felt calm and bold and ready to do anything. The head of communications walked by my office and stopped in his tracks and asked me to go to an important awards luncheon. So I felt so beautiful and seen that day. I can’t find a picture of that suit though I know I have one because I wore it for my official head shot at the time.

Still the color doesn’t come into my clothes life much. That one suit was wonderful and made me happy. And I do have a red dress that looks like it is covered with the logo from Target that is fun. However there is something about the color that feels too cool to me. In some ways it makes no sense. Love and hearts are so meaningful to me so what is my reluctance? And I love our car and it is red too.

I guess there is something about confidence that comes to me from the color. And I do love shades of it in flowers, particularly if they are fragrant. Peonies and rose are my faves. I also enjoy fruits in any shade of this tone and find them sweet and not too cloying. And I love my birthstone ruby in the many pieces of jewelry that I have received as gifts over the years from my parents and my husband Andy. Perhaps I’ve convinced myself to be warmer towards the color red.

How do you relate to the color red or any other color?

xoxo Rachel