I work at a nature center. We wear staff tee-shirts (the last place I worked had polos, so I'm not complaining, at least a tee-shirt can be girlified).
Most of those shirts are shades of green and brown. I have nothing against green and brown, except I don't generally.... you know... wear them. Mixed into this pile of earthtones are some harvest orange shirts (not a cute color on me), some light blue shirts (stains, yo), a few navy ones (nominally acceptable), a teal one (super flattering color, but I only have one), and a pink tie-dyed one that was a sample from the printers, because I'm the only one in the office who will wear pink.
I have been lobbying for black tee shirts for the six years I have been at the nature center. Or at least grey. Come on, grey is a natural color.
Today, a magic box arrived for the store manager. What did it contain?
Black work shirts.
AND charcoal grey ones.
AND girly pink ones.
I almost passed out from glee. I got a black one free, and I'm seriously considering buying a new work wardrobe of blackgreypink and retiring my earthtones.
I am currently painting over the white silkscreen logo on my beautiful black shirt with glittery holographic paint. Glittery black work shirt.