About 2 years ago I was watching Joe commercial and their whole collection was grey. Grey sweaters, grey leggings, grey T-shirts. Literally everything was grey and it brought back that part of the 80’s where horizontal stripes and harem pants reigned. In 30 seconds all the suppressed memories of crazy fashion and big hair came back. It was everything that Stacy and Clinton were warning against. I need colour I said. Then I promptly went to my room, closed the door, and vowed not to come out until the world had gained some sense. Ok I didn’t really do that, but every time the commercial came on I changed the channel, you know to protest. I’m sure Joe knew .
Fast forward to now. Well Grey you wore me down and now I am “in like” with you. Maybe a little more than like. I can’t be “in love” with you yet, because you still seem to pop up in the worst places… like my head. That is not the right grey.
After watching your buddy Nate Berkus put together a room, I almost ran to the store, bought paint and painted my kitchen cabinets. Did I mention that I was impulsive? I wonder where Tweedle E get it from? Hmmm. Anyway Grey, I almost did go shopping, but I restrained as I am not sure how committed I am to you or you to me. I’m not sure if we are good together. Are you the right grey?