Despite my usual inclinations to wrap myself in all manner of dark and cozy hues, I've found sudden inspiration in the purity of white. Maybe I'm craving its bright cleanliness against the dull grays of the city... but more likely, it's because I just watched the newest version of Pride and Prejudice and fell in love with the stunning, youthful effect of white on a woman. It's fresh, feminine, delicate - conversely, it's also sleek and modern. A perfect combination, no?
