I like the color blue. 77.356% (guesstimate) of the shirts I own are blue. My jeans are blue. Socks, when I wear them, are blue. My car, take a wild guess….blue. I have no fashion sense, zip, zero, nada. I will never be confused or mistaken for a metro-male. My hair is clipped tight, no product, or better still, no hair for no product. I cut my fingernails with the scissors on my swiss army knife and I shave every other day not because I am going for some “look” but because I hate shaving.
Blue works for me. There are various shades of blue though I don’t really take that into consideration, at the end of the day the color is still just blue. Blue shirts go with the khakis I wear to work, or to church with my gray slacks and wait for it……my blue blazer. But when I wear a blue shirt with my blue jeans my wife’s opening observation is always the same “that’s a lot of blue” and I offer the same response “I like blue” which she offers back, “yes we all know”. Somehow I don’t think she is being complementary with her remarks. Maybe I am just misreading it. I mean seriously who doesn’t love blue?