I have been thinking that I wished a grey dress for awhile. The question is always shape: sheath or a-line. I decided to go a-line and make up the piece of fabric in my stash. The grey that I had was fairly dark.
The dress turned out well. There is not much that can go wrong with this pattern for me. I even made it the correct length.
There is only one problem with it. It is not black. I can laugh at myself. This grey is so dark. But it is not black. I am finding that my favourite clothes are currently black and white. Black for day time. White for night time. But I used what was in my stash which is a good thing. I know in the future black or white. It is where my head is.
Maybe grey will grow on me . . .