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The minimalism blogosphere is full of black and white, grey and nude.
Capsule wardrobes in black and white, grey and nude.
Stark clutter-free homes in black and white, grey and nude.
It’s almost as if someone Up On High is declaring: If you’re a minimalist you must wear nothing but black and white, grey and nude!
It’s like they’re decreeing: If you’re a minimalist, your home must be stark and bare, with white walls and concrete, bare brick, and black iron metalware.
But what if, as D points out in The Dark Side of Minimalism over at Visible Spectrum Blog, your version of minimalism is rainbows?
What if the reflection of your truest self is bright, vibrant colour?
What if black and white, grey and nude make you depressed and sad?
Minimalism is not a religion!
The thing is, minimalism is not a religion – although sometimes its practitioners behave as if it were one! (Oops! Our bad!)
There are no rules, set down from some all-powerful leader.
There is no uniform.
There are no set colours we must wear, or items we must have – or not have.
If there is one rule it is this: Find your truest, happiest self.
If your truest self is a rainbow, then BE the rainbow! Joyfully, gladly share what you are with the world.
Only by being honest with what you truly are will you find inner peace and happiness.