Colour Me Beautiful, Colour Me Fashion

Spring outside my front door this morning
Beautiful day today. I am inside again, with the books. My room is a disaster, with books literally, EVERYWHERE, but it has to be done, right? This dissertation is not going to do itself. Sigh. Bummer.

The SITSgirls are also have a spring photo challenge for the next couple of weeks and I signed up to be part of it. Now I am no photo-take-outer, but I love photos, and I think this may be the only way to force me to walk with my camera and take some photos of London. I have been here more than 6 months and I have taken very few photos. Granted, this is not my first time here and I have loads of London photos I have taken before, but it would be a great aside from the books and Daddy Disso anyway. Good luck to me.

So yesterday I was talking to a friend of mine, who was going to a Caribbean themed party hosted by non-Caribbean people. He said to me "I have nothing Caribbean to wear". I immediately rolled my eyes, shook my head, and told him if he had a nice shirt in anything but grey, black or brown, and some nice casual trousers, he would be fine. I begged him not to wear any loud printed shirts - with coconut trees or sunsets. I told him if he took my advice, he would be the best dressed man in the place because my next words to him, in my best British slang were:

I will bet you that there will be someone in a naff tropical shirt and a straw hat looking like a complete knob!

He emailed me after 9pm, and it simply said "I just walked in to the party. You would laugh".

I should have bet him money. The photo he sent from his BB was worse than I thought - bright, hideous tropical shirts, straw hats, hideous tie dyed sarongs, coconut earrings. Hideous. The typical, scary stereotype of Caribbean fashion that Europeans typically seem to have. It's not funny. It's downright wrong!

If you have ever been to the Caribbean, you would be surprised that we dress pretty much like everyone else. We love style. Love. Style. We do love colour though - I love colour. I know what colours suit me and which don't. Black close to my face does not suit me so I never wear very dark shirts or jackets, without something in my key colours - I would look like a walking shadow. But I look good in reds and yellows especially, though my favourite colours are blues and purples.

Photo credit: Fashion Week of Trinidad and Tobago. Caribbean fashion is modern, fun and vibrant! No tropical shirts!

I am trying to get another Brit, who I shall call, the Nutty Scientist, to abandon his myopic love for brown jumpers, and invest in maybe a blue shirt. He claims he hates blue - blue is for the sky, he says. He also does not wear jeans. At all. I am aiming to get him into a pair of  grown-up jeans, as opposed to ratty, torn, jeans or skinny jeans. A Brad Pitt finish perhaps. If Brad Pitt, a man just a couple years shy of 50 (can you believe it?), can wear some jeans, then a young, 30-something, good looking, albeit nutty scientist can wear a pair. Can't he?

Brad Pitt - just awesome looking in general!

I can see Nutty shaking his head at me, but if not the jeans, then God - a non-brown shirt; a shirt that speaks more spring and less winter. There is nothing wrong with a bit of colour. I am not saying spray paint your entire wardrobe in neon pink, but a touch of it can really liven up your look. Do you hear me England? The browns and greys get old. I can wear a bright yellow sweater without blinking an eye and not care what anyone here thinks about it. It is who I am. Bright, sunny, warm.

With spring here and more sunshine, and thus no need for the ridiculous huge jacket I have been forced to wear since November, I can exercise my love for colour more often hopefully. And show off my ass.


  1. I love colour and today I am in a purple and green top (yeurgh!) I blame the sun. As soon as it shines I just have to get out something colourful to wear...I've been in black since last October!
    I didn't see you message on Twitter until it was way too late...forgive me. I hope th enoise has gone away. OUr neighbour continued to pressure wash his slabs all morning as well as all day yesteday and the moment he finished the other neighbour started up his mower. :)
    Have a lovely happy week.

  2. Seems, I think I may have to do a video when I come home to let people know the Caribbean is a sexy place with sexy people and hot styles! lol.

  3. Your blog is the best. I saw the blog title and new I'd be in heaven... and boy am I!!!

    I'm stopping in to welcome you to the A to Z blogging challenge. I do hope you'll stop by and say hello! We're also having fun on twitter (I'm @jenunedited and we're at #atozchallenge)!

  4. Awww...thanks Jen. Thanks so much for stopping by and I hope I can live up to the challenge! I am going to find you on twitter now!

  5. Fully agree with you! Carribean is so much more, would love to visit the place someday, just to enjoy the sun, the peace, the people. Great post!

  6. Claudia, I am sure you would love love love it. It is quite a multi-dimensional place. Thanks for visiting.

  7. I love colour! I have never thought people who live in the Caribbean actually dress in those loud outfits but in the case of a party I find it fun to dress in the stereotypic clothing :D

  8. I love blue. It is all my Dad wears, he is unafraid to roll out on a winter evening with his baby blue on. Said it brings out the color of his eyes. They are brown. Dark brown, but whatever. At least he is not running around in brown everyday.

  9. Wow! what a talent. I love your site and as I browsed your blog I decided to award you the Creative Blog Award.
    Go to and pick up your award.

  10. Thank you Deirdra. I will swing on by!


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