Corn Off the Cob
Baby yellow aficionado
Remember in The Devil Wears Prada, when Miranda Priestly says, “Florals? For spring? Groundbreaking”? That’s how I felt in the spring when the algorithm fed me “butter yellow is in” content.
Yellow has always been “in.” If it doesn’t look good on you, that’s a personal problem. I’ll rephrase to be inclusive. Maybe you haven’t found the right hue of yellow for you?
Meanwhile yellow has been my favorite color since high school. It replaced a decade long love of blue. I had long retired my tomboy-mainstream attitude towards anything girly and found yellow to be delicate, vivid, and feminine.
My junior prom dress was butter yellow. My phone case is popcorn butter yellow. My iPad case is Gatorade yellow. My iMac would be yellow if my local Apple store hadn't ran out.
I have yellow clothing for all seasons. Because there is a yellow for each season.
The butter yellow trend has trickled into food. For the first time, I saw corn flavored ice cream this summer.
While in Echo Park in Los Angeles, I went to Organic Ice Cream. An ice cream parlor full of disorienting mirrors. They had the conventional flavors but the corn caught my eye. Maybe because the label had exclamation points!!!!
It’s possible that it popped out to me because I went to my friend’s Fourth of July backyard celebration and she had corn on the cob. Which I hadn't had since childhood.
When you have something naturally sweet like sweet corn, strawberries, or sweet potatoes, life has meaning in a way you usually miss, if you’re not careful. It’s like smelling dewy grass in the morning or someone laughing at your joke.
You are embarrassed to have forgotten, you are supposed to make sure you feel this way every day.
Even if it’s for only a moment.
