I recently went shoe shopping with my daughter. We each picked out a pair. The purple velvet ones with the pearls adorned are not my taste, but she thought they were the most beautiful things she had ever seen.
A matter of perspective. There was a time when I went for the brightest, shiniest of everything too. Now, looking in my closet it’s pretty neutral. In the end I didn’t buy either option. While I couldn’t go quite as far as the extra fancy ones she picked out, I thought, I might do something a little more interesting than boring black.
Perspectively Yours 