Fair warning: 2 minute read on when colours really matter

Since more and more of us work from home, (thank God) this article seems more relevant than ever even though the abovementioned garment may not seem to be professional attire suitable for this platform. Well, once, by accident (I preferred to be on time so I went as I was), I had a meeting wearing the very same bathrobe and we ended up becoming not only accountability partners for years but also business partners.

Sometimes I fall asleep at 3 am because after reading a book I feel inspired so I write copy for my business – for hours. More specifically, I type words upon words into my phone with my right index finger. Hence the typos. So yes, a significant part of what you read from me is actually the product of my post-midnight delirium.

I wake up to the raspy chatter of overexcited magpies at 4.30 am. I go back to sleep. Then I wake up again at 7.12 am because our new neighbor bought yet another noisy instrument to trim the grass in his front yard, for which I wouldn’t mind to trim his backside. Then he switches instruments.

After he cuts every blade of grass and cuts down probably all the trees in the neighborhood, only to plant new ones in the exact same spots, I go back to sleep. Then I wake up for the last time on that day before 11 am. I try to practice gratitude, which I find uneasy after 1.5 + 2 + 3 hours of “rest”.

Then I go to the bathroom to talk to God. I glance in the mirror strategically placed by the door, so I don’t miss it no matter how hard I try, and I ask him: Oh God, what have I done this time? Then I wash that unappealing face with 77 liters of icy cold water (, which is 20.3412 gallons for my American readers), turn around, and put my dark true red bathrobe on.

…because I do, too.

You see, wearing your best colours in your worst times can be incredibly encouraging. Not only that, it will give your face a healthy looking colour, compliment your hair, and make your eyes pop. Your family members barely notice that you aged by 300 years overnight. This in itself is an achievement. This is what a colour can do for you. Pure magic. If you know which one it is.

When you don’t and your bathrobe is the colour of a digestive mishap, your face may look like you actually only slept for 1.5 hours. Your complexion can acquire a suspiciously deadly gray film as if you used that cutting instrument on your neighbour, killed the magpies on your way home with your bare hands and had them for breakfast. In the process, your hair may seem to turn into a terribly unflattering wig and your eyes may appear to pop back into your head.

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