My friend Amber is Brilliant Oak.
The wife of our nephew is Cinnamon Brulee.
Our daughter, who carries mostly my grandmother’s Irish blood, is Pressed Blossoms.
When our youngest son (who most strongly carries my Cherokee blood) was a kid, his sister decided he was the color of a hot dog. I thought he was more of a graham cracker.
Turns out…he’s Picnic Basket! When he tans in the summer, he’s Cowboy Boots. His wife is Edelweiss.
Their 1-year old is Creme Brulee (with Mystic Sea cake icing.)
My husband is Desert Travels. I’m Asiago. Apparently, sand and cheese produce wind, flowers, and wicker. Who knew.
We all have a color. Sometimes, it even changes.
This sports card was given to me by our youngest son, who was about ten at the time. I think it was a birthday gift.
We howled because the head is so fitting, literally. Also because I’ve never been viewed as an athlete, and here I am, playing basketball with the Bullets. HA!!
On my husband’s birthday, he got a card too…
It struck me later – a lot later – that our pale heads were on darker bodies.
It wasn’t important for our youngster to match arm skin with facial skin. He needed size to match, and maybe angle. Color wasn’t a factor. I love that about these cards. They hang on the refrigerator and often catch the eyes of guests. Guests don’t notice the mismatched body suits either. They chuckle at the goofy heads on professional athletes.
It makes me smile. And gives me hope.
In God’s rainbow, we ALL have a home.
What color are YOU?
Click on this link and find yourself: HOME DEPOT COLOR CHARTS.
Once there, scroll down to the palette blocks. Click to open all the options.
Tip: The light from the monitor will prohibit your ability to find a match by holding your hand/arm up to the screen. Use a hard copy picture to compare complexion to the color blocks. Please share your color below. I’d love to know how many colors are represented in my life. 🙂