The color yellow is associated with bad luck and the devil; don’t wear it on important days or give yellow clothes as gifts

Setting: A sunny café terrace in Seville. Two friends, Lucía (the superstitious one) and Sofía (the rational thinker), are sipping coffee and churros.

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Lucía: (gasping)
¡Ay no! Sofía, why are you wearing that yellow dress today? Are you trying to curse your own life?

Sofía: (laughing)
Curse my life? Lucía, it’s just a dress. A very cute one, I might add. It’s 28 degrees outside, and yellow is cheerful. What’s the problem?

Lucía:
The problem is that yellow is the color of bad luck, misfortune, and the devil himself! You’re tempting fate wearing that. Especially today—you have that job interview later!

Sofía:
Which is exactly why I wore it! It makes me feel confident and sunny. Besides, where did this idea even come from? That yellow brings bad luck?

Lucía:
It’s an old tradition! In the theater world, actors used to refuse to wear yellow on stage. I read somewhere that Molière collapsed and died onstage in yellow. In yellow, Sofía!

Sofía:
He also had tuberculosis, Lucía. I think that had more to do with his death than his outfit. Should I also avoid wearing red in case a bull charges at me?

Lucía: (crossing herself)
Don’t joke! These things have meaning. My cousin Marta wore yellow to her university entrance exam. She failed. Miserably. Even spilled orange juice on the paper.

Sofía:
Maybe she failed because she didn’t study? And the juice thing—pure coincidence! I once wore black on a Monday and got offered a research grant. Should I conclude that black is the color of luck and money?

Lucía:
Maybe! I’m not saying all colors have powers, but yellow has a vibe, you know? It’s flashy, aggressive. Not good for important days.

Sofía:
Okay, but hear me out. If yellow truly brought bad luck, wouldn’t sunflowers be cursed? Or egg yolks? Or, I don’t know—bananas?

Lucía:
Bananas are kind of cursed. I once slipped on one in high school. Fell flat on my back.

Sofía: (laughing)
Lucía, that’s physics. Friction. Not fate.

Lucía:
Call it what you want. I trust what I’ve seen. Plus, my abuela always said: “Don’t wear yellow unless you want to invite the devil to dinner.”

Sofía:
And my abuela used to put garlic behind doors to keep out evil spirits. But now we put it in pasta. Times change.

Lucía:
Some traditions exist for a reason! Maybe they knew things we don’t.

Sofía:
Or maybe they didn’t have science. Or Google. Superstitions often come from fear, or needing to explain what they didn’t understand. It gave people a sense of control.

Lucía:
So what—you think I’m irrational?

Sofía:
No, I think you’re human. We all like patterns. If something bad happens in yellow, we link the two. But correlation doesn’t mean causation.

Lucía:
Fine, Miss Logic. But if your interview goes badly today, I’m blaming the dress.

Sofía:
Deal. And if it goes well, I’m buying you a yellow scarf. As a gift.

Lucía: (horrified)
I will burn it.

Sofía:
You’ll love it. It’ll be soft. Cashmere. And the only devilish thing about it will be how fabulous you look.

Lucía:
You’re impossible.

Sofía:
But I make good coffee company, admit it.

Lucía: (smiling)
Fine. But if we get struck by lightning today, I swear it’s your fault.

Sofía:
In Seville? In May? That’s a bigger miracle than any superstition.

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[They both laugh and clink coffee cups.]