I have left Black. There used to be a time when I almost exclusively wore black. Of course, it was à la mode and very versatile: everything goes with black! But to a certain extent it was also a sign of mourning. One life chapter had been closed, and if you can't cry, you can at least wear black.
In my adult life I've also had a Red period, and a Green one (yes, for Love and for Nature), but these days I've found a good balance in all ways, and as for color accents I'm mainly into softer tones. Off white, powder pink, sea turquoise.. A sign of tenderness and care, towards myself and towards others.