Poor Taste

I have poor taste when it comes to matching colors. My parents have excellent eyes for colors. Yet another thing I did not inherit from them. I always used to dress like a color-blind person, until I learned the key to dressing myself. I think it may have been cribbed from Jurassic Park, or an issue of GQ.

All my shirts are white, grey, or black, with a couple of green, blue and red shirts for color. All my pants are white, black or blue. My shoes are all black, tennis and dress. Socks are white and black. As a result, it doesn't take that much to dress. For the most part, everything matches by default. Unless I'm trying to make a statement, I just avoid the same color top and bottom. Simple.