Would You Break Up With A Color?

Walking on Madison Ave. the other day, post-Rhinelander visit, I overheard a princess of the Park Avenue variety espousing her distaste for gray. She
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Walking on Madison Ave. the other day, post-Rhinelander visit, I overheard a princess of the Park Avenue variety espousing her distaste for gray. She
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Walking on Madison Ave. the other day, post-Rhinelander visit, I overheard a princess of the Park Avenue variety espousing her distaste for gray. She didn't like it, didn't wear it, didn't get it. Needless to say, I was kind of freaked out by her fervor. Banishing a color from your wardrobe indefinitely; really? Obviously, there's the classic New Yorker cliché - an aversion to color and a preference for black a la Delia Deetz. But even then, it's more about convenience: black always goes with black. But living life without the full color spectrum can't be fun. Building a wardrobe without a color would be like building a person without a kidney or a liver. Especially a shade as inoffensive as gray, which to me is the perfect foil to something really crazy like chartreuse. I'm wondering, have you given up a color after a bad experience? Did a school dance gone awry in lavender put you off pale purple for life? Or did your mother dress you in pink poufy dresses for the duration of your childhood, causing you to live in anonymous Yohji now? --BRETT KANE