Mary and Jane were perplexed and vaguely amused by this strange new concept.
Color? On yarn? What an outlandish idea. Why would anyone do such a thing? After all, the sensible rainbow of yellows, browns, and off-yellowish-browns they’d dressed in all their lives had been plenty. This seemed almost . . . vulgar and unnecessary.
Unbeknownst to them, the Grande Dame of color, Miss Beulah Von Featherglitter (of the New Orleans Featherglitters), was standing right behind them. They didn’t know it yet, but their world was about to be rocked.