Black goes with everything.
Black and denim. :Swoon:
Black and red. :YUM:
Black and white. :Yep: I hardly EVER wear white anymore but can appreciate the crispness and fabulous-ness of the combo.
Black and brown. :It used to make me twitch but now I *think* I can make it work. Break it to me gently if I'm wrong.
Black looks timeless. Sophisticated a la Breakfast at Tiffany's. It looks like you know what you're doing fashion wise. (snort) It only takes one extra funky goodie to make it fun and not funeral like. I'm drawn to black. Bizarre, eh?
It's the first thing my eyes find when looking for clothes, picture frames, or pieces of furniture. (On that note - I found THE BEST shirt dress at the thrift store the other day - yep, in black) I hope it's because I am like all those strong adjectives listed above, but honestly, I think it's because I'm cheap and don't want to have to reinvent the place or myself in 10 years if 'mauve' comes back into vogue. :shudder: Of course, another explanation could be that it's due to the checkered-couch-gone-incredibly-wrong incident early on in our marriage that scared me off EVER trying to go with a COLOR as a theme and the fact that black spray paint can cover ANYTHING...except a checkered couch.
I'm not morbid. I'm classic.