There is nothing that feels more natural to humans than the desire to belong and to be loved. It is this need for acceptance that drives us to look for a strong, deep, and close connection with someone or something. Take my first ever love, the colour white. As long as I can remember I’ve had feelings of affection for white, the purest and most delicate of all colours, to me it is the true symbol of luxury, after all it is the hardest colour to maintain.
But sadly we have a bad relationship, we just don’t get on. As much as I try to show my love for white with the occasional shirt, tee or trainer, I get no love in return – only stains and discolouring. Deciding that this one way relationship had to end, I’ve given up on trying to woo it and instead embrace the lighter hues in life – greys, beiges and creams. Not only are they more forgiving, but these softer hues will love me back. Some might say its immature to go after your first love’s lookalike in retaliation but as I wear them I start to think that although white was my first love, it isn’t my true love… I guess this whole time I’ve just wanted a beige relationship.
Photographer: Kim Hughson