I love bold, bright colors in general, but orange is probably my favorite one (right after blue, of course). I have orange pants, orange tops, an orange sweater, an orange skirt, an orange maxi dress (and trust me, that's a lot of orange to take in), orange socks, an orange bag, orange nail polishes and I also had orange hair a couple of times (always by accident and always loving it). So it only makes sense that I dedicate a post to it and list some cool facts and tell an orange joke (or two).
It doesn't take a genius to know that orange is a stimulating color, which makes you want to move and socialize more, but apparently it also encourages appetite. That's why (smart) restaurants incorporate orange in their decor although they might use various more pastel or subtle versions (apricot, terracotta) to stimulate interaction among diners, make them hungry and dry up their wallets.
Although it's a loud color, in early Christianity orange was a symbol of glory, was associated with saints and was called the wisdom ray. Later in the Elizabethan era, only the higher, noble classes were allowed to wear orange clothing (no doubt to signify how sainted and pure they were while they were going to their weekly orgy and/or feast).
If you're like me, then you have to be wondering: Which came first, orange or the orange - the color or the fruit? It turns out that the color was named after the fruit and not the other way around. At first, everybody was saying stuff like yellow-red when talking about the color, but then in the 16th century someone saw an orange and said: "Blimey, this is yellow-red! What is this called??" And then the Spanish guy, who brought the oranges (which were brought to them by the Arabs, but that's another story), said: "Naranja, esse." And then the English dropped the 'n' and some other phonological changes occurred and eventually orange was born. After that, the word of the word orange spread like orange fire and now you've got oranges at H&M and Zara too, not just at the local market or the grocery store.
If you're really inquisitive, you might want to know where "naranja" came from. It's derived from the Sanskrit word "naranga" which literally means "orange tree". Why did I bother to tell you that? Because it ties in with another interesting fact: Lightning kills more orange trees annually than any disease. This can mean that the orange trees are very healthy or just out of luck. But to be safe, I wouldn't wear my orange maxi dress out in a thunder storm.
Since I'm a linguist at heart and by profession, I have another cool fact relating to this field: There isn't a single word in English language, which rhymes with orange. Of course, when the biggest smart ass of them all (Eminem, dooh) heard that, he said: "People say that the word orange doesn't rhyme with anything and that kind of pisses me off, because I can think of a lot of things that rhyme with orange. I put my orange, four-inch, door-hinge in storage and ate porridge... You have to figure out the science to breaking down words." Well... Scientifically speaking, those actually don't rhyme, Eminem, if you consider the phonologic and phonemic aspect of those words (porridge doesn't have an 'n', for example). If you think this is splitting hair, you're right, it is. And that's what science is all about, right? But on to lighter things. A joke:
One day, two best friends were walking down a street, they were an orange and a carrot. Then out of nowhere, a car came and hit the carrot and the terrified orange rushed him to the hospital. When the doctor came out of his office and into the waiting room, he said to the orange: "I've got good news and I've got bad news." The orange wanted to know the good news first, so the doctor said: "Well, your friend is going to live, but he's going to be a vegetable for the rest of his life."
There's another joke, as promised, below the photos.
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One day, a first grade teacher decided to test her pupils' taste buds so she brought a few bowls of chopped up fruit and gave them to students. They started to taste and they correctly identified cherries, lemons, bananas and oranges. Then she gave them a spoon of something orange and gooey - it was honey but none of the children could figure it out, so she decided to help them: "It's what your mother may sometimes call your father." And one girl looked up with sheer terror in her eyes, spat out her honey and said: "Oh my god, these are ass-holes!!"
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