The Black Hole

So we have a dress code at work.

Our dress code is this: BLACK  (we mix it up with a few twists, like we can wear all white too, and we have "Funky Friday" when we can wear whatever we want)

But the majority of time spent at work is in all black. 

Having a dress code is new to me, and something I hadn't counted on until I made the decision to have a dress code. Leave it to me to impose a dress code that isn't necessarily essential to my current wardrobe.

It started out easily enough. I bought a few pairs of black pants and thought I was all set. What I didn't realize is that most of my black clothes are fancy-ier, dressy-ier, thank your everyday black for work. And now that it's spring/summer, it's getting harder to find black clothes among the clothes in my closet. I need a black shop day, where I go out and buy only black. But buying only black clothes for work somehow negates the idea of work entirely, doesn't it?

It's  like my wallet is the only thing that will soon become  the black hole.