Fargo Ending Minimalism
I suspect 2016 will be the year I integrate granny chic back into my wardrobe in a hardcore fashion. I've been a fan of it for ages, seeing it in 2000's Marc Jacobs, endless Miu Miu playful iterations of Prada's more grown up aesthetic, and TV shows like Fargo — which is excellent! It's a relief, in a way, after too long a stretch of absolute and boring minimalism. Blah. Just thinking of what people construe as minimalism these days makes me think of plain oatmeal with water. Minimalism today seems to have been diluted to anything plain as hell. It's not even Minimalismin in the super- thoughtful and designed Scandanavian way, but in the 'Here's me in a jeans and t-shirt look how simple I can be' kind of way — which is as much minimalism as Alanis Morissette's definition of ironic in "Ironic." So welcome back mismatched patterns and dark colors in place of black. I'll happily accept spend the next year trying to figure out how to make you mine.