No labor necessary. Go monochromatic. Go all in and your bet is as good as mine. You know what they say, go big or go home. Ding, ding, ding jackpot! Safe to say, an army salad of mixed greens is a win win in my book. Fatigue chic…or infantry whore, whatever you want to call it, makes me feel like a spinach guzzlin Popeye off to save Olive Oyl, you know, the invincible vibes. Currently in a state of an all-in-one phase of the relationship and the relationship I’m referring to, is between me and my wardrobe. Preoccupied with the notion of keep calm and monochrome your style. Simple yet effective. No need to cry in your closet anymore agonizing over what skirt to put with what top, or sweating profusely like a member of the bomb squad defusing a bomb, trying to surmise the perpetual print clash dilemma. As Kermit the Frog would say, it’s not easy being green (pun intended, not that Kermit is army green, hey, I’m not discriminating…okay pun not intended). I tried, I tried.