Not So Mellow This Yellow

It started when this jumped into my hands without warning.  

Begging, nay, DEMANDING to be purchased.

A couple of days later, I picked this up.   Something bright to throw on over my jammies before padding down to the kitchen for coffee (SSG is TOTALLY that tan too).

And I realized it's probably because I'm desperately seeking this ...

So last week I braved wearing an outfit similar to this to work on a gray Portland day.  Only the yellow was ... ahem ... slightly bolder.

I sat down at my desk waiting for the snark from the dudes to pour in.  They don't stray far from the white, gray or blue button downs.

But I got nothing.  

I tapped away on my computer, silently congratulating myself on bringing them around to girly fashion.  To color.  To trusting SSG's instincts.

And right during that moment of smugness, Quiet Guy came into my cube to ask a question.

So what's the big deal?

HE WORE HIS SUNGLASSES.