matching unhinged my mother ingrained a sense of matching and color in me as a kid. i distinctly remember a gold sweater with matching socks when i was a kid. to this day, i try very hard to coordinate myself even down to my underwear that no one sees. it makes me happy for some reason. 080509 ... unhinged maybe i want someone to see my underwear.... 080509 ... jane hand raising 080509 what's it to you? who go blather from