Does anyone know the name (or even better, the URL) of the cabal of designers who dictate each year/season’s color palette? Every year, I read some obscure Page 42 story about the chromatic Illuminati, and every year I forget who the hell they are, except that it’s always way too Euro and that the colors look very bad against my brown skin.
Also, Dan says:
Unfortunately, this reminds me of one of the saddest moments of my life, the day my parents had to take our dog Baba (pronounced Bubba by me) to a Dachshund Rescue Farm where he was adopted by a kindly lady who kept him in the company of a whole farm-load of other ill-behaved dachshunds.
Those who know me a little may wonder if I’m being sarcastic… Those who know me well know that, sadly, I am not.
Although it is comforting to notice that Dan doesn’t know how the hell to spell "dachshund" either…