The Woman in Turquoise

Today’s The Daily Post poses the following question:

Sherlock Holmes had his pipe. Dorothy had her red shoes. Batman had his Batmobile. If we asked your friends what object they most immediately associate with you, what would they answer?

For me, it’s not an object.  It’s a color.  I’m visual spatial, and I’m immediately drawn to color. In fact, specifically to turquoise.  So much so that particular color keeps materializing in my wardrobe.  I’ll sort through my closet and realize that I have a whole lot of turquoise.


Me with the cowbell
Moo!  This was at a writer’s conference last year.

Turquoise is a uniquely summer color.  It’s the color of swimming pools opening for the season, clear blue and cool, ready to jump into.  It’s the color of exotic beaches where you can just sit and absorb the beauty.  Wouldn’t you love to go this beach and stare at this water?

I used to go to science fiction cons and wear a con-type t-shirt, especially after I got stopped at one because I didn’t look like an attendee (guess what color I was wearing!).  But those t-shirts are really for men and don’t fit well, and besides, they’re  — well, black.  Black’s kind of boring, and everyone else is wearing it.  I thought I might as well be me.

So what should I wear?  The turquoise shirt, the turquoise shirt, or the turquoise shirt?

Decisions, decisions.


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