  When I was in high school, my friend Gregg and I often wore the same color shirts. Now, part of that was some little saying "Wear green on Thursday, purple on Friday, and get laid on the weekend. " Sadly, it didn't work - well, not for me. But anyway. Today, Yolanda and I are identical. We even have on the same color bras.... I like to think it's some weird wavelength thing. For some reason, I get a huge kick out of it. I'm such a dork. 
