Purified. Clean. Neat. I could find so many adjectives to explain why i love white so much. I suspect it’s not only me. Nothing resembles the feeling of wearing a fresh cleaned Egyptian cotton white shirt. Almost everyone has a crush on white.
Half of my summer wardrobe, and I am not exaggerating, is white stuff. It is quite difficult to recognize which one is which if I don’t pull them out off the hangers, but the extra work never scared me. This “work” in particular, will only grow bigger since I have no intention of quitting my white “addiction”. In white’s case, the more the better!
