I had breakfast with a dear friend the other day. She looked beautiful. I mean she's always been an attractive woman, but she was sparkling, and all before 9:30 in the morning. (I looked more like a lone 30 watt bulb trying to light up a warehouse.) I wasn't sure what was different, so I asked her. (I've known her that long -- so not awkward at all.) She told me about this great service she had found. She had her colors done. Before you groan and say that is so 1980s -- hear me out. (By the way, I groaned inside when she said it, but, given her appearance, was intrigued enough to listen). She went to her color analyst and walked away with new make-up, but even more importantly, a small, easy-to-fit-in-your-purse portfolio of color swatches that were her best picks when selecting clothing. It was working for her. Seriously working for her. The simple blue scarf she had around her neck was part of the sparkling process.
Guess what? I've made my appointment and have convinced another pal to join me. I'm going to use the new swatch tool in my bi-annual closet cleaning ritual. Every late March, cold-weather clothes get moved to my storage closet and get replaced with warm-weather clothes from that same storage closet. The colors that don't 'fit' me are getting a one-way ticket to my local consignment shop. The pal who plans to join me says she is going to use the tool to go shopping while there are so many sales going on. I could be convinced to do that too. Go ahead, twist my arm.
-reenie
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