It's completely amazing how the color black makes people feel. Some feel at home with it. Other fear it. A select few don't care about it.
When I decided to use black as my personal color, it was as a reaction to my peers' tendency of following the bandwagon. I wanted to be different. I wanted to have my own identity.
A couple of years later, black became my signature color in wardrobe and blue in design. I've faced many ignorant comments. I've always managed to conquer the situation.
Sometimes, I just wish people would stop worrying about the less trial stuff, like the color of your clothes and worry more about things that are more important like ethics.
Ignorance is the mother of all sin.