I love Orange

I love the color orange.  I love wearing several shades all at once.  And I think orange and red work well together.  Some people don't agree.  Ayanna, my One L roommate, said to me on more than one orange occasion:  "You cannot wear that in public.  you get back inside and change your clothes right now!"  I always obeyed because, really, Ayanna has much better fashion sense than I do.

Why do I love it?  I can think of a few reasons:
1. It is bright and outrageous (two things I aspire to be)
2. It was my older sister's favorite color when I was young an impressionable
3. It is unique in having no English works that rhyme with it (which is just cool)
4. It sounds great when you say it correctly (as I do)
5. It makes many things strikingly beautiful (like my espresso machine, heath plates, and my newly framed Pat Curtan persimmon print )

But those are all just after-the-fact rationalizations.  My love for orange exists and abides.  As with most loves, you can't fully explain it - you just have to embrace it.

Here are Orange Things that I love:

My nephew wearing the orange hat I knit for him (it would have been even more lovable if his parent's hadn't put the seam in plain view).

 

My Orange jacket that Joyce and I bought on incredible sale matching the Judge's law library and I was sworn in as a lawyer in Santa Cruz, February 2006.

  

An orange life jacket to match my orange bag as Mica and I search for Monkeys in the Honduras mangroves.

More orange to come...