Colors of my shopping trip

When I need new clothes in the general sense, like when I have a work trip coming up and I just can't figure out what I used to wear on 3 day work trips, or when I'm going to a baby shower and have nothing that says "spring" and "pretty" and, most importantly, "mother approved", I go to TJ Maxx. I don't try to buy pants there (all too long), but shirts shirts shirts and dresses (and bras and undies and stockings and exercise clothes and scarfs and sunglasses) are very fair game.

On my recent trip I fell in love with a scarf. The price was too high ($20 and somehow not on sale in April). But the colors. Oh the colors.

Deconstructed peacock

Cat on deconstructed peacock

Convincing myself that this scarf would match 90% of my wardrobe and 100% of my jackets, and still be wearable for 70% of the year (thin and large, my favorite), I bought it. I also purchased an array of tops. Behold:

New bedding?

Black, blue, green, gray, done.

This holey sweater is my new favorite sweater. On sale (score) and totally reminiscent of my style in 1993.

Roaming the store, I was highly attuned to the colors of my shopping trip. Like I learned by watching The Devil Wears Prada, TJ Maxx had little choice in promoting these colors - yet they were everywhere because the style had already been dictated from up above. I don't mind. Perhaps I should go back a few times while my favorite palate has its time under the sun!

However, no. I dug up this old picture from back when I tried to take pictures of what I packed on trips - thinking it would help me be a smarter packer and serve as a source of sweet nostalgia when I'm 70 (I was also taking pictures of my closet back then -- never to be organized (the pictures or the closet)):

The late aughts - when I first welcomed purple into the club.

My next clothing purchase will be red. Maybe coral. Or yellow. Blue and green are officially benched.