An Open Letter

Dear National Retail Chain:

I couldn’t help but notice, dur­ing a recent visit to your place of busi­ness, that you have an excit­ing array of new designs just in time for the win­ter fes­ti­val shop­ping sea­son. While I am excited about pur­chas­ing many of your items both for myself and as gifts for friends and fam­ily, I find that I am some­what con­fused by the choices of color offered.

Perhaps I am overly sim­ple. Maybe I am even a bit provin­cial in my affin­ity for plain speech; but I can’t help but think that the pub­lic would be bet­ter served by being offered choices like “red” or “brown” instead of “Ravishing Rouge” or “Cafe Mocha Extra.” A turn of phrase is all well and good, but, for the love of God, I don’t know what to buy! I know my sig­nif­i­cant other loves blue. The ques­tion is: will she also love “Temptation’s Breath”? I mean, it looks blue, but how do I know for sure? I feel espe­cially bad for the col­or­blind shop­per, who relies on famil­iar color nomen­cla­ture to keep him­self coordinated.

So, National Retail Chain, if the col­ors we already have are no longer trendy enough, please, please, print a com­par­i­son chart for the rest of us. I couldn’t live with myself if I went out of the house wear­ing “Nearly Neon” socks with my new “Cordovan Crush” shoes.

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