As in:
Carol thought the green and white shoes with the yellow shoelaces would be the one thing she could resort to if nothing else worked to get her noticed. Not that getting noticed was high on her list for the new year. She was packing a midwestern sensibility along with her wardrobe for the trip to California. In her green Samsonite with the duct tape on the bottom she’d folded several outfits where greys and creams and flavors of beige ruled from head to toe. But then her second day on the commons, as the warmth of an early September day took hold, she realized even her shoes with the yellow laces were boring in this crowd.
Oh my god, she thought, everything I own is plebeian.
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