Weekly Photo Challenge … What is my hue?

As a child of the 1950s I can longer be defined by a particular hue.  Instead,  I celebrated having gone through several colour revolutions.  The years immediately after the war we were were deluged with rainbow shades to deliver us from the gloom of shortage, rationing and military garb. So the fashions came and went. It wasn’t only clothes that were dictated by the high street authority of trend; our kitchens, bathrooms  and bedrooms were given regular and militant pigmentation washovers.

Navy, black, grey and beige came and went while we draped scarves and painted our eyes and lips with the last chic look;  to ensure we didn’t bare our faded tones.  

Me, like all others obeyed the fashion gurus. Who wouldn’t ?

So the styles have come and gone; more times than I can remember.  So I have not discarded the trinkets and accessories; the emblems than ensure I never quite go out of fashion.  

Nonetheless; as I near my 64th year I am inclined to lose the plot;  so I have  have a cunning plan … to wear or display colour of all shades all at the same time!