Hey Preps!
Always have been a huge fan of bright pants...one of the
many reasons I am looking forward to fall
Have you ever walked into an elementary school art class? Some kids are chatting as they sloppily swipe paint brushes loaded with unimaginable amounts of paint onto some thin piece of paper. You hear kids complain about having to endure the torture known as 'Art Class'...as if it were some type of prison they couldn't break out of.
No offense to any of my art teachers, but kids just never took art seriously. There was always a detention given...always that kid in my high school slinging wet clay at another person when they weren't looking...and...wack! Clay to the back of the head. Detention for both.
Then there was Kalyn. Perfectionist. Overly creative. Those two things just don't seem to mix when I test my hand at any form of art. I would develop these dramatized, extremely detailed, images in my head of something I wanted to create...and it just never seemed to turn out the way I had dreamed. Would you believe that Ceramics class was one of the only quarterly B's I received in high school? Why? Because I would spend the whole class trying to create a clay sculpture the quality of Michelangelo's and somehow my skills just didn't seem to compare...and that resulted into mass frustration...which lead to me ferociously squishing the wet clay back into a blob.
No. I never threw clay at anyone...but the perfectionist in me and the time constraint given for the class caused me to not complete a project on time. B on the report card.
It doesn't mean I don't love art. Matter of fact, art history intrigues me. I may be a perfectionist, but my creativity does allow me to color outside of the lines a lot of times. I love photography, writing, acrylic painting, I play the piano...the list goes on...however something somewhat unique is that I need color.
I am not a black and white person. I hate textbooks that have no pictures. I hate taking notes without a hot pink highlighter...and I would chose a blog post with a big colorful picture on it over one with just words. It's just who I am. I am visual...I love and appreciate the colorful beauty that surrounds me.
Just like the way I tend to lean towards colorful media...I also love colorful clothes. I think you can make a huge statement with a pair of simple bright chino pants...and when I think of richly colored chinos....I think of fall.
Sure, this spring and summer's fashions have been pastel colored pants...however Preps have been doing colors for a long time. Most predominantly shown in fall fashions. Pastels are exchanged for rich purples and burgandys, mustard and canary yellows, royal blues, Nantucket reds, and deep oranges. Oh, you bet I am in heaven.
So, the other day I was browsing Land's End online...and discovered all of their new corduroy crop pants and chino pants in a vast variety of beautiful colors. I really don't even have to mention that I bought a few pairs.
So, if the trees are changing colors this fall...why shouldn't we? Show the inner artist off and be bright in some colorful chinos!
Finally, I will leave you with some words of wisdom from one of my favorite music artists, John Mayer:
Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who's an 8-color type.. I'm like, "hey girl, magenta!" and she's like, "oh, you mean purple!" and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, "no - I want magenta!"
Finally, I will leave you with some words of wisdom from one of my favorite music artists, John Mayer:
Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who's an 8-color type.. I'm like, "hey girl, magenta!" and she's like, "oh, you mean purple!" and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, "no - I want magenta!"
Be your own color! Color outside of the lines!
Have a blessed day y'all!
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