Every religion I can think
of (without doing much more research than one of my style-blog
posts deserves) puts some serious significance on three.
It's the the biggest
number I can automatically count in multiples beyond 12 without
pausing to think.
It's absolutely my
glass-of-wine limit before falling asleep.
It's often associated with
magic in fairy tales (three bears, three little pigs, three wishes
... I'm sure there are more.)
It's the number of lines
it takes to make a triangle, which is really an important part of
geometry and you really need triangles when you draw pointy things
... dunce caps, stars, vampire fangs.
It's the number of points
used in triangulation (duh!) ... which is, in navigation, the
location of an unknown point by the formulation of a triangle having
the unknown point and two known points as the vertices. (I have, in fact, done this. Once. With help. )
It's the
absolute maximum number of scoops one can practically pile on an
ice-cream cone and still manage to eat most of it. I know this from
experience.
And three is
the maximum number of prints that I have managed to mix successfully.
I'm sure that more are possible. But any more makes putting an
outfit together too much like work, and more work than I want to do
getting dressed for ANY occasion.
Navy and
white stripe knit blazer plus
Navy and
white polka-dot peplum top plus
Navy and
white abstract print scarf = Taaaa Daaaa!
( And how about that little yellow leather belt ? Yes?
)
What's your
print mixing magic number?
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