Sometimes wearing orange is a smart thing to do.
Especially when eating Chamorro food.
I bumped into a friend during lunch and sat across him as he ate red rice and chalakilis while wearing a bright orange t-shirt.
I told him, "Amigo, tåya' guaha yanggen un na' måncha i franelå-mo!"
"Friend, it doesn't matter if you stain your t-shirt."
By the way, how do you say "orange" in Chamorro?
Kolot kåhet. Literally, the "color of an orange fruit."