I love bright colours - I was once met off a plane by a total stranger whose only instructions for recognising me were 'she'll be wearing the brightest colours on the plane.' I can't believe that anybody said on their deathbed that they wished they'd worn more beige. Bright colours for me mean happiness - I'm happy, I'm transmitting happiness, maybe I'll make someone smile. It's a very subjective thing and I wouldn't dream of trying to convert anyone who disagreed with me, but you asked and here's my answer.