Back in college, my roommate and best buddy Caryn and I had a brilliant plan that was going to make us meeeellions of dollars. We were both convinced (still are) that black is the best color ever and invented the idea of a clothing store that sold only black items – little black dresses, basic black pants, blackblack sweaters, black everything. We even named it The Black Market.

Too bad we didn’t have the entrepreneurial spirit to get it started before they did.

But now they’re selling this. Yes, it’s beautiful, and I’m sure thousands of people will buy it, but it’s kind of like that little white lie that tarnishes a perfect integrity. If you’re going to make such a public, hard and fast rule, don’t deviate from it no matter how stylish the option.