White.

As mentioned yesterday, I was dreading today for the colour: white. It's just not my colour. I never feel the gravitational pull or excitement towards white that I feel towards bright colours. It just doesn't do it for me. Some would argue that plain white has a crisp, clean feel, but I would say, for me, the feeling is more.. sterile. I like colour! I think my love of colour shines through in the pictures below, and there are little splashes in almost every single picture.

My purple nailpolish and the white teapot that I inherited when I moved...

My gauzy "grownup" blouse.... hanging on a bright yellow hanger.
This is the white thing I stare at the most on a daily basis, a notepad. Sitting on a blue table with a yellow tablecloth overlooking fuschia sheets. I don't do neutrals, guys!
These are the white towels I got for Christmas. Along with my Hawaii towel and two pink ones, these towels make me feel like I'm in a hotel!
I decided to try to look outside the realms of my room for pretty white things, but even that didn't really pan out as I had hoped...
My favourite white thing. My laptop!

And that concludes white. Thank God. Tomorrow, blues! A colour that I find much more abundantly in my life! Yay! But now, sleep. I'm exhausted.