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Color is Mystifying

 


    Color is mystifying. Shades of color harmonize perfectly, are a little off, or definitely do not go together. One person’s working definition of matching may be vastly different from someone else. Matching colors vary with country and culture. The appropriate color for girls and boys varies with it as well.

    A Thai’s matching outfit combines shades and different prints of one color, like pink. The unifying point of the outfit is that it is all one color, never mind big and little flowers. American matching is colors that are commonly put together, like blue and gray, or black with pastel. Chinese outfits often have both red and yellow in surprisingly harmonizing outfits. Boho styles take a whole new spin by combining unlikely colors in colorful and beautiful prints. In Asia, pink is a boy’s color as much as it is for girls.

    Color is also therapeutic. Green and blue are almost always soothing colors, and varying shades of other colors are also calming. Unless it is very dark, the color red usually is an exciting color. Sometimes the color red alone can increase heart rate in humans. But even with all these specific factors, color is still a personal preference.

    In home interiors, some people like a splash of color wherever they are, while others like slight variants of gray in nearly every room of the house. Some people seem to prefer beige and whites. Colorful to one person is pale pastel, while for another person it is shades of cheery colors that are abundant in nature. What one person likes; another wouldn’t stand. Color is still mystifying.


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