They call it Pewter...

I made an important discovery today.  It would seem that although I'm a reasonably savvy shopper, I'm not so well informed about fashion...  I know...  Shocking, isn't it?

Let me introduce you to my favorite color...  I like to call it gray.  It has also been called grey, charcoal, heather gray/grey, slate, graphite, silver, gunmetal, smoke, and other assorted names.

One of the things that I probably like most about fall and winter is that gray is the perfect color.  It's a classic neutral.  It matches the mood of the weather.  It seems solid and reliable.  It may be dull, but it goes with a punch of any color without complaint.

For years I have worn my many-acquired shades of gray during the cooler months.  And I quietly dreaded the warm days when I felt compelled to transition to a brighter, less ambiguous color...

But today I made a discovery.  In my new enlightened consciousness, I have become aware of a new title for my beloved drabness.  Today I learned that if you entitle my favorite color (yes, I know it's not really a color--it's a shade) with the descriptive name of pewter, it is immediately acceptable as a summer appropriate color...  Oh, the happiness I felt when this awareness dawned upon me! 

Pewter!  How I love Thee! Let me count the ways...  Can we start with some cute, new shoes?