Beginning Things

I'm trying to wear yellow for the entire month of April. The rule is an ensemble that is clearly based entirely on yellow, but other colors are not banned, like it's ok that there are small blue/green flowers on my yellow dress right now, but wearing jeans and a yellow t-shirt is half-assing it and therefore would not count. It's just within reason- if it suddenly gets really cold, I will wear some other color of jacket and that's ok. I can wear other colors at skating practice (but maybe I will always try to have at least one yellow piece for that? Haven't decided. Haven't skated in April yet. So I'll find out tomorrow).

I mean, I'm making the goddamn rules and I'm the one wearing yellow. So.


Yellow April

might be interesting
is sort of an experiment
Yello because it's a challenge (black/white/blue would be too easy and too normal). April because now is a good time to do this, and it just works out that yellow and April go together anyway.

I've been thinking about clothes. How they are sort of simultaneously a pain and interesting and too much stuff to have and necessary and they are just things. And I just wear them. They can be yellow.

The Doug Effect? It's not a green sweater vest every day, but can you imagine if that was your closet? I sort of feel like that is my closet for a while, a version of it, uniforms.

Oh and why a month? A day is nothing, a week is too short too. If yellow is going to have any effect, it's gonna be over time. What if I was in your class and you saw me for 8 classes where I was consecutively wearing yellow all yellow? You might notice. Or you might not notice that you noticed, that you were looking for the girl in yellow and on class number 9, she is not there.

Whatever, these are just some things.

Robert's house across the street is yellow.

Field notes from day one: I was all pumped about the first day of Yellow April, wearing all yellow and I walked onto campus and what was the first girl who I saw walking up ahead wearing? That's right. A yellow shirt. Goddammit.

People have said, “I like the yellow”, “That's a lot of yellow”, “You're all yellow”, “Yellow is so cheerful” and then Renae said “My friends are such weirdos! But I like it.” in a crowd of half-drunk kids beside a bonfire next to a converted mill wonderland with Gaddis in a chair in the center getting his head shaved into a mowhawk while we cheered him on, and today Glenn said “Growing up is gross.”

And today someone said “Well aren't you summertime!” to me in my yellow dress. It was so easy, getting up and putting this on.