Floral Peplum Top: Urban Hour | Drawstring Trousers: Massimo Dutti | Fuchsia Heels: River Island | Fuchsia Bag: Saint Laurent (same as here) | Necklace: Pretty Little Blings | Bangles: Hermes, Marc Jacobs, Pulseras by Kim | Watch: Charriol
I firmly believe that it takes an uber special girl to rock Fuchsia (and an all-the-more, special boy to do the same–see, I’m broadening my demographics). Let’s just say that the color isn’t for everyone, and by that I think the margin is very , very discriminatory. I mean, the hue itself is very tricky: vibrant and intense–much like a high-pitched scream (for the lack of a better metaphor). Calling it “attention-grabbing” won’t do it right justice. Plus, the color tone is very erratic–it can be warm or cool depending on the time of day or the skin tone it’s put against and seriously, isn’t it just extraordinary how a color can be this pragmatic?!
It’s a really confusing shade too because there are times when I’d declare something “fuchsia”, only to be told by some other person, “what are you talking about? That’s pink/magenta/hot pink/whatever.” But seriously, at this point, how can you tell? More importantly, who cares? It’s a po-ta-to, po-tah-toe situation.
Color me color-blind, but it’s fuchsia because… I say so!–and that is the exact same principle to rocking fuchsia. Nevermind that it’s as bipolar as a hormonal cat in Oestrus because the only way you can rock something so complicated and finicky is when you own it. Every Mean Girl can rock Fuchsia and no one can tell her otherwise, I assure you that. A Mean Girl can whip that bitch and make it her slave, taking cue from Fifty Shades of Grey (and be witty enough to interject: “don’t you mean, fifty shades of fuchsia?”) or whatever trashy romance novels with BDSM kinks one can think of.
Seriously though, I think “owning it” or “making whatever effort/declaration/aspiration, your own” is the backbone to self-possession. Hell, even the catch-phrases are very possessive in nature (as in possessive pronouns). When you have enough self-possession to go around, you basically just become confident, and the only way for you to get over wearing something clashing, is for you to have enough gall (or maybe at least liquid courage).
So be daring, celebrate your confidence with this color, but of course, don’t go overboard or people might just mistake your confidence for delusions (there is, after all, a very thin line of separation between the two). To taper the “crazy”, I always try to tone the color down by pairing it with something achromatic so it will pop seamlessly without the piece competing against a busy print/pattern, thus making the effort gaudily broken (frankly speaking, jab intended). Try the color in small increments, try it against white or blacks or neutrals–but always remember the cardinal rule: less is more.
Before I forget, Blogger’s United 8 is this Sunday already aka December 7, 2014. Will you be taking home one of my babies? See you there!