When you raid a New Yorker’s closet (a.k.a. bedroom), you would find that 80% (or more) of the fabulous pieces are black. Personally, for those days when I don’t know what to wear, you would always find me in a black dress or a black shirt over jeans, or a black coat to gussy up a rather laid-back ensamble. I am used to that—black makes my wardrobe wholly versatile, it’s my to-go treasure.
But when I was walking the streets of Shanghai, Suozhou, Hangzhuo, and Poutoushan, I only see one dominant color: PINK. Amidst the low-30s temperature in China (when it’s mid-60s in NYC. Yeah, it sucks) I still can’t help myself but take pictures of beautiful ladies in pink coats, shoes, or purses in different shades.
I can only imagine their closets.