issue #58: reclaiming red

I would be lying if I said I was totally comfortable wearing the color red these days. It’s been pretty hard coded into our society recently as the color of the right - their red hats a glaring signal, spotted from a mile away. The recent inauguration festivities a sea of red dresses, red ties, red accessories.

Not that I was big into red to begin with. I actually tend to shy away from most color, generally, and as red is a big, bright, bold color, I certainly didn’t feel as if I was missing it in my wardrobe these last, oh, eight years. I brought a little into my home in service of the “unexpected red theory” (hi, Taylor!), but beyond that, red, for me, has become something I pass right by in the store, rarely stopping for a second glance.

But recently I’ve been more inspired to invite it back in. Not in a Mark Zuckerberg-suck-up-and-abandon-all-morals type of way, but in a, you can’t take both my rights and my ability to wear red away kind of way. Leave me something, you know?

In a…