Living in New York City and being the trendy gal that I am, I find myself wearing black about 110% of the time. New Yorkers are always too cool for their own good, and for some reason wearing black is cool. I love wearing black, because it is simple, it matches all the other black things in my closet, and it hides my imperfections (yes I have many). But how does wearing black make you feel? I was thinking about this this past week as I started my new class that deals with the theme of Melancholia, which means feeling deeply sad or gloomy. Good times!
Hippocrates said that melancholia comes from an excess of a liquid in ones body called black bile. This is a very negative connotation to black then. Perhaps those of us who wear black often like to live on the edge and enjoy the idea of being a bit dark and dismal. Perhaps it is soothing to focus on oneself as being sad, so that we deflect worry about other things? I'm getting too deep... Either way, my new found knowledge of black is making me rethink my wardrobe a bit.
I am balancing my curriculum of Melancholia with a class in the Science of Happiness. That's just how I roll. It is a very interesting class, and I hope to shed some light on my my own feelings of melancholia that I deal with periodically as well as some of my friends and loved ones. It is very interesting to focus on how to keep positive and improve ones life through the pursuit of happiness, rather than to focus on fixing sadness. I very much like this concept. The book I just started reading is A Primer in Positive Psychology, by Christopher Peterson
I look forward to sharing my incites in this blog. I also look forward to my Spring wardrobe! Although this new college tuition seems to be eating up that budget. Oh well, I will radiate happiness through knowledge instead of through Dior! (not that I wear Dior) Perhaps some bright blue to lighten the mood...with black shoes of course, I'm not feeling those patent red boots...not very New York!