I feel girlish in pastels, understated and sensible in navy, like an anteater on acid in bright red…and when it comes to black, the colour can weigh me down like I’m anchored to the harbour, whilst all of my friends and family (immediate and extended), have set sail on a cruise liner to the Bahamas!
Yes, I’ve always felt affected by colour. I’m drawn to vivid colours because they energize me. I feel super-charged in a bright yellow room, ecstatic at the sight of tangerine, and creativity abounds when I’m surrounded by red. *Years ago I was living in a house where one of my flatmates passed away in a diving accident. I rented his room and had it painted a deep, matte red to create new energy. As a result, I found myself writing furiously and starting a ton of new projects!
Getting back to BLACK.
It’s a symbol of our nation’s glory and it’s no secret that New Zealanders have a strong predilection for the colour that is the absorber of all colours. As a sports-loving nation we pride ourselves in our loyalty to Black–especially when it comes to our rugby team, The All Blacks!
I’ve never been a fan of rugby so you’ll never hear me scream “Go Black!” Although I have no idea what people scream at rugby games, as I didn’t grow up in a rugby-mad household. Anyway, it’s only in recent years that black has made a more regular appearance in my otherwise, colourful wardrobe.
When it comes to Chinese culture, my Mum always reinforced the idea that black was a negative colour that should only ever be worn to funerals.
Thinking about colour and symbolism, I found a website on colour psychology which also offers rather interesting information about personality types based on what your favourite colour may be. Have a look, and leave a comment below about whether your favourite colour matches your personality (I’m curious!).
Anyway….Black (definitely NOT my personality colour)…implies self-control and discipline, independence and a strong will, and giving an impression of authority and power …plus, it creates a barrier between it and the outside world…
I was pleased to read about the more positive aspects. One in particular was that black represents a ‘fresh start.’
…When the light appears, black becomes white, the color of new beginnings.
In terms of psychology and colour, all of the aforementioned was very apt with regards to this dress: Baby=New beginnings. Tick. Secrecy. Tick.
When I bought it last year I was about four months pregnant (a new and very challenging situation for me), and my bump was gradually beginning to make an appearance. Everything else in my wardrobe was starting to look like it had shrunk in the wash– hems on skirts were getting shorter, and don’t even talk to me about wearing jeans! What I needed at the time was some form of camouflage as I hadn’t announced my ‘news’ at work yet. I assure you that this IS NOT a maternity dress, but it seemed perfect for concealment with it’s flowing shape, knotted tie at the shoulder; creating an assymetry to the neckline and hem which would hopefully draw the eye upwards, away from my ever-expanding, (and soon to be the size of a swiss ball) stomach! The raw-edge on the frill is an interesting detail that I loved, and I knew that I would wear this dress after my baby was born. The dress does feel great to wear because of the free/one size fit. It’s casual yet-dressy, feminine yet masculine, simple, but with interesting/complex details…in short, it’s a garment of versatility and contradiction!
Regardless of my Mum’s superstition, I think there is always a time and place for black, and it works especially well as a backdrop for showcasing some great jewellery or accessories. I like that it’s a no nonsense colour, which also has an ease and simplicity.
Well, the dress did help to conceal ‘said’ bump, or at least that’s what I thought, until a rather observant colleague of mine whispered quietly in my ear “…I know you’re pregnant…your ankles look bigger than normal!”
“Great!” Just what every girl wants to hear!
Anyway, whilst it seems I wasn’t fooling anyone, I couldn’t wear the dress through to the latter part of my pregnancy because with an expanding waist-line the dress no longer draped, but flared out tent-like, becoming incredibly short and unflattering at the front. However it’s nice to be able to slip into it again and I know that it’ll be in my wardrobe for years to come. It’s ever so functional–I can wear it in winter with stockings and boots, or in summer with sandals, whilst my soon-to-be-walking bundle of joy helps to add character to the frayed hem with all of his tugging and pulling!
Dress: Jimmy D (similar), Karen Walker No.1 Sunglasses (here), black /patent leather zip boots (similar), studded wallet from here, sterling silver ring (similar), Owl pendant necklace from Swonderful (similar).