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Editor’s Log: Colour Me Horrified

Suzuki dealers celebrated the popularity of savannah ivory. Elephants were less enthusiastic.
Suzuki dealers celebrated the popularity of savannah ivory. Elephants were less enthusiastic.

Toronto, Ontario — March 15, 2019 — As a young child, my parents seemed to take forever deciding on what new car they would buy, eventually settling on a 1994 Ford Taurus. As a reward for our obedience during our many hours bouncing between dealerships, my mother rewarded me and my sister with the choice of colour. The choice was obvious to us both. With a name as sophisticated and elegant as champagne, we knew it was the only option for our family. Were I a child of the new millennium, however, this decision would have been downright distressing.

Liquid yellow, tornado red, orange scream, caviar… why on Earth do so many colour options have names that send shivers up spines? Having worked on a piece covering paint techniques for Bodyworx Professional this week, I’ve found myself mulling the possibilities.

I’ve only got two working theories—neither of which really fit the evidence very well.