OPINION: Black is the new … black?

By Sheena Barnett/NEMS Daily Journal

“If only you knew the power of the dark side.” – Darth Vader

If there were Sheena trading cards, one of them would tell you my favorite color is orange.
Bright, sunny, poppy orange. I think it’s pretty.
Not long after I started at the Journal, all of us in the Living Department – that would be me, our editor Leslie Criss, Ginna Parsons, and Scott and Michaela Morris – went on a retreat. Through a host of exercises, we learned about ourselves and how we worked together.
For one of those exercises, we had to write down our favorite color, and what words we’d use to describe that color.
I think I used words like “exciting” and “unique” to describe my favorite shade.
As it turns out, those words we used to describe our favorite colors are words others would use to describe us. I don’t know that I’m exciting or unique, but hey, I’ll take them. I always thought orange was a good color to represent me, too.
While I’m still sweet on orange, I’ve been using another color to represent all things Sheena lately, and it’s growing on me.
A few months ago, my mom and I were watching one of our favorite shows, and I noticed how pretty one of the actresses looked with her dark chocolate-colored hair.
I asked my mom if she thought I could pull off that color, and she said sure. A few hours later, at midnight, I was in my bathroom, with two boxes of a $3 hair dye called “black brown” on my hair.
Typically, I don’t recommend acting on whims involving cheap hair dye, Friday midnights or trying to look like Lois Lane, but the results were actually perfect. My hair was such a dark brown color it was almost black. It was so me. Finally, I felt like myself.
My natural shade is brown with a lot of red – which you probably can’t tell in the almost 4-year-old picture that accompanies this column – and while I’ve always received compliments on my natural color, I’ve gotten even more with this new, inky hue.
I don’t know that I feel more exciting as an almost-completely raven-haired girl, but I certainly feel unique, especially when my red highlights manage to shine through.
As for my other brush with black, well, this one I saw coming.
I never really cared much about cars; I just knew I was never a fan of white, silver, or pewter-colored cars. Those cars have no color, as far as I’m concerned.
And what were the colors of the first two cars I drove? White and silver.
I recently got a new car, and it’s the color I wanted – black.
OK, technically it’s called “black sand,” which doesn’t mean much to me, other than it looks a little glittery.
I’m not sure what it is about driving a car that’s a color you love, but it makes you feel a little different, a little cooler.
I think it makes the entire driving experience a little more exciting.
So while orange is still my favorite color, black may be a little more Sheena. And I’m OK with that.
Sorry, Luke – I’ve crossed over to the dark side.

Contact Sheena Barnett at sheena.barnett@djournal.com or (662) 678-1580.