Ironically, Mr. Colors dresses in all black.
I also wear all black, for a few reasons - among them: as a photographer and a performer, the uniform is black. When I was commuting every week between Edgartown and Brookline, I found it difficult to sync the colors from my two closets. Black is a blank slate and goes with everything, including my surroundings - I'm so in the habit of wearing black that people who wear colors seem a bit garish to me. Wearing black - even jeans and a tee shirt - gives the illusion that I am dressed up, especially if I throw on a string of pearls and a little lipstick. Nothing but black makes laundry day a snap. But the real, and most important reason I wear black almost every day: I never have to spend even one minute wondering what I'm going to put on in the morning - who has time - or the brain power, so early in the morning - to make such decisions? Besides, I amuse myself in thinking that because Steve Jobs and Albert Einstein also wore the same thing every day (also predominantly black, which I only learned later) that I somehow share in their genius.
Oh yeah - I switch to all white in the summer.
Okay, now for today's photos.