Following a recent public survey, Australia has pronounced a certain shade of olive “the world’s ugliest color.” Their intentions were good, hoping to use color psychology to discourage their citizens from smoking by placing that color on cigarette packaging. (Bear in mind asking the public anything is a crap shoot; the public likes Kardashians and Millennial Pink.)

Unfortunately, the Aussies happened to select the color nearest and dearest to America’s military, olive drab — the patriotic color of the United States.

Olive drab wasn’t always the color of soldiers. Prior to World War I, uniforms were various amalgamations of blue, red, even mustard and white, but eventually, armies noticed you were shot less often if you blended in. The Germans actually started the fashion, quickly picked up by the U.S. By World War II, America was camouflaged as well as anyone. Olive drab was the color of American might from Jeeps to undershirts.

I was raised on it. My father was an artillery colonel, and olive drab was the fabric of our life. I still have an early portrait of him as a young man wearing it to war and have never seen it as anything other than the color of courage — not discourage.

By the way, other runners-up for ugliest color in the world were lime green, white (what did white ever do to offend anyone?), beige, dark gray (my other favorite) and mustard. Surely warning citizens off cigarettes would be better done with yellow, with its connotation of caution, or red as in "stop," even black, the undisputed funereal hue in Western society. Still, public polls, including our own, are often revealing.

Orange is having a little trouble, no doubt about it.

Patricia Gannon covers society for The Acadiana Advocate. She can be reached at

Tinsel & Treasures Raffle Kickoff

Yes, it’s already that time of year again. The Junior League of Lafayette was hosted by Lee Michaels for a holiday raffle kickoff and cocktails. The prizes this year are prodigious, and $10 buys a shot at a woman's Rolex, a $2,500 shopping spree at Lee Michaels, or $1,000 cash, not at all a bad deal. “The drawing will be on Sept. 30,” said raffle chair Emily Babineaux. “Tickets can be bought online or from members.” Judy Kennedy bought hers on the spot and surveying the well-attended event were store manager Kim Henry, JL President Corinne Cotten, Blaise and Monica Zuschlag, Tinsel & Treasures Chairwoman Melissa Boudreaux and Denise Bienvenu. Fête’s shopping spree is over; she fell for a David Yurman bracelet.

Average Joes

It’s the time of year for this also — football. The Averages Joes Fantasy Football League met at The Royal Panda for some serious play and team selection. Together for 30 years, in the mix were Moss BMW boys Brad Hughes, Robert Ray and Chad Trotti, car wizards Brandon Fuselier, Alvin Chachere and John Myers, sportscaster extraordinaire Don Allen and Fête favorite Mitch Stover.

Total Eclipse of the Heart

The Acadiana Advocate’s own Angela Scopes and husband Dan drove all the way to Eddyville, Kentucky, for a look at the total eclipse. Dan was so enamored of it, we understand there are now plans to catch the 2019 one in South America and points beyond.

Baby You Can Drive My Car

The Krewe of Xanadu officially revealed its king and more with a sit-down dinner at River Oaks. The tiaras were out in force, as were court muses Amy Brunet, Shelley Johnson, Kimberly Kay Thibodeaux, Julie Isenberg, Joy Scallan, Angela Reid, Aileen Dauterive, Christine Mire and Emily Goodman, while King Xanadu XXVIII Elmo Lasseigne surveyed his new kingdom. Queen Xanadu Diana Foreman will rule over muscle cars during this year’s “Grand Prix” theme, we’re told, and ball Captain Tina DeRouen — aka Harley Rose — has her work cut out it seems. We can’t wait to see Crystal the Chevy Camaro.

Tennis, Anyone?

Moss Motors hosted a kickoff for the John Breaux Cajun Tennis Classic at its BMW dealership. The Cajuns will welcome a collection of tennis talent ranked in the top 65 last season, including No. 11 Texas, No. 15 Oklahoma State, No. 23 South Florida, No. 29 Kentucky, No. 32 Texas Tech, No. 42 Georgia State and No. 61 LSU. VIPs enjoyed noonday refreshments while players, except for junior Arthur Libaud, were noticeably absent. “The players were all in class,” said UL-Lafayette tennis coach Mark Jeffrey. “They wouldn’t let me take them out.” By the way, The Advocate got her car inspection in nine minutes flat. Game, set, match.