Don’t you ever just feel a little ankley?
What time is it? A quarter past Blue Banana time.
My husband will frequently ask me do I look like a blue banana? If you are not familiar with a blue banana, or a grey banana, or a polka-dot banana or any variation of the life size banana, it is the phenomenon when getting dressed one unintentionally pairs articles of clothing of a generally singular color palette(we’ll say blue for the purposes of this post) and once put all together walks out of the bedroom and upon catching a sudden subtle reflection of oneself, one realizes, I look like a giant, walking blue banana.
By interjecting “bookends” of opposing colors–the top and bottom of the banana–and adding a splash of something to the middle of the banana(ie. a belt, a long neck scarf) one will have effectively conquered the stealthy blue banana. Here, I have interjected reds from a plaid collar at the top bookend, a long necklace and reds from the plaid shirt tail to the middle, and brown boots to the bottom bookend. De-blue-banana-ing session success.