Turquoise. It's my color.
My purse. My wallet. Favorite earrings of the moment. Pillows. Shoes. An entire wall in my house...oh, my list goes on and on. People who don't know me make little comments such as "Oh, I love how your earrings match your purse!" People that do know me think of me every time they see something in my color of choice.
A few weeks ago I read an article in Allure about the hottest Chanel nail polish of the moment, one that you can't find ANYWHERE - and what was it? Turquoise. So I've been obsessing. Wanting this Tiffany Box blue to adorn my nails. Alas, even the knock-off brands from Target in this color have been snatched up, so I settled for OPI's Mermaid's Tears which my local mani/pedi chop shop happened to have. As I slipped my toes back into my flip flops, I noticed that the color matched the pattern of color on the insides of my Havaianas... Later that day I noticed that every time an image of something turquoise comes up on Pinterest, all of my friends tag me in the re-pin. And while I LOVE every item, I'm beginning to worry about myself. Is my thing with turquoise a quirky affectation, or is it a bizarre obsession?
My friend Maria told me the story of the "Purple Lady" in the town she grew up in. She wore all purple every day. She even drove a purple car. Well, at least my car isn't turquoise... um, it's more of a "Smurf Blue."
A few months ago I had the chance to talk to a phone-psychic, and while nothing else the woman said came true, she did have this odd vision of my spirit guide - who emits a turquoise light. Maybe that's my issue - maybe I want to surround myself with this color to appease my spirit guide? Yeah, I think that throws me over to the crazy side of the fence.
So what do I do? Put my love in check or go with it and let it take over? I'm not sure what the answer is, but I sure do love my toes at the moment...
