13. May 2005 · Comments Off on Why I Like Black · Categories: imported, Ramble

I’m doing a outdoor concert this Sunday, playing contemporary music for “New Zealand Day”. At the end of our first rehearsal the conductor talked about what we are to wear. “not black” were his first words. ARGH! I love black. I don’t have to think when I am told to wear black. I have enough black to go for a good long time without repeating what I’ve worn. I can dress it up or dress it down. It’s so darn easy!

But “not black” immediately makes all these warning signs go up in my brain.

How dressy or casual? (Answer for NZD: casual)
Pants, skirt, dress? (Answer for NZD: pants)
Solids or prints? (Answer for NZD: none given)
Jeans? (Answer for NZD: none given)

I’m thankful for the “no dresses” answer; I have no dresses to my name right now. I have a few skirts, but I prefer to wear pants anyway.

Toward the end of the discussion, and after some people had left, the soloist suggested we were the colors of her flag (Maori): red, white and black.

Ahhhh. Black is back in. Huge sigh of relief. (Two people who left quickly won’t know about this, though, and they are skipping tomorrow’s rehearsal. Hmmm. Will anyone inform them of this plan?) I can work with black. I have a white sweater.

But I have no red. Not one smidge (well, aside from my 49ers t-shirt which is too casual for me, even if the group would okay it, which I think (hope!) is doubtful).

So it was off to the store with me today. Sigh.

Do you know how hard it is to find something in red that looks not to dressy, not too casual, is affordable, and doesn’t make me look like I’m wearing either something too young or something too old for me? Well, when I’m under the gun it’s VERY difficult! And besides, I’m going through an “I hate to shop” period of life.

But I finally found a top (for a whopping $10!) that should work okay.

I just hope the red, white and black plan isn’t nixed at the rehearsal tomorrow. If it is, I suspect I’m going to arrive in black on Sunday and that’ll be that.

Orchestras have talked about nixing black. The day they do that I’m in a heap ‘o trouble. Dress it down, to be sure, but please don’t take my black away!