If there's one thing you should know about me, it's that I'm a person with strong opinions. I like to remind my husband that I care about *literally* everything, and it's rare that you ask for my take on something and I don't feel strongly about it. Up until the last year or so, one of those strongly held opinions was that I *HATE* the color orange. Maybe it's because I'm blonde and a classic orange is just about the most unflattering color on me, but regardless of the reason, I've always avoided the color like the plague. Over the...
