I like this question that was asked for this week, because I haven't ever put the why in writing, so here it is.
Actually my favourite colour is BLACK, I don't know, but it just makes me feel okay whenever I wear anything that's black, I have had a lot of people ask why I like the colour black and this is what I answer them, I like it because it fits with my mood and whatever mood I am in. It matches me in all ways, and if at all I am to add any extra colour to it, that will be blue and pink, these other two colours goes well for me and matches everything about me.
Black just does something to me that I cannot fully explain, Honestly yeah, black is not just a colour I chose because it is trendy or because everyone says it is classy or trendy, Black is a colour that has found me and stayed, whenever I wear black black brings a calmness into me, It feels like I do not need to try hard to be anything, Black carries me as I am, whether I am happy or I have a bad day or feel nothing at all, black just absorbs everything and still makes me look put together on the outside even when my inside is overwhelmed..
I think that's what people don't know when they ask me why black?, they expect some lengthy complicated reply from me, but black isn't like that, it doesn't give me any energy to wear it, it doesn't need to be explained to anyone, Black meets you wherever you are, If I am not in the mood to explain myself to anyone, black already does the talking for me without me saying a word.
There's also something about the way black makes me feel powerful, like a quiet kind of confidence that doesn't need to shout to be noticed, It's not loud, it's not asking for attention, But somehow it commands respect anyway, I like that about it, I like that I can walk into a room in black and not feel like I'm trying too hard, because black already has its own presence,
And I just have to wear it...
Now, blue and pink, those are the two colours I allow myself to explore outside of black Blue feels calm to me too, in a different way, it reminds me of stability, of things being okay even when they're not fully okay yet, Pink on the other hand brings out a softer side of me, the side that still believes in gentle things despite everything life has thrown my way, Both colours somehow complement the black in me without competing with it, they just add small touches of who I am without erasing the core of it.
So yes, black remains my go to, my comfort, my quiet confidence, and blue and pink? They are just the little extras that remind me I am allowed to be soft too, even while carrying strength in silence.
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