One note.

Well,

in truth this post should really be entitled "one color"

But that's not an idiom, so I opted for familiarity over practicality. 

Anyhow, over the last week, while watching (via my computer, don't worry, I'm not cool) the NYFW runway shows, I got to thinking about how much I truly love a single-colored ensemble. 

They're jump-suity, I know. But what says "I don't have time to think about fashion" better than a look inspired by your trusty high school janitor?

And seriously, if it's effortless appeal you're after, sticking to a limited palette is pretty darn effective. I know that when I see someone draped in just one color, I instantly think: hey! The plumber's here early!

Just kidding. 

I instantly think that they're too busy to deal with color coordination and have more important things on their mind than mixing maroon and cobalt blue. 

Strangely enough, it's likely that the people clad in clashing clothes and eye sore shades are truly the ones putting the least effort into their look - right?

Because matching blacks is like a ninja art form that I never mastered. 

My circulating pairs of navy blue and tiny polka-dotted black socks can testify. 

Not so great at matching tans either. 

But we make it work. 

pants: UO, sweatshirt,jacket: thrifted, boots: Etienne Aigner

'Cause tan's the man. 

Cheers.