In the depths of our nonconformist hearts, we reject the norms that bind us to beige, soulless living. We reject the monotony of beige cubicles and the tyranny of PowerPoint presentations. We reject the tyranny of the 9-to-5, of the beige-colored spreadsheets, of the beige-colored everything.
We reject the notion that creativity is a dirty word, that art is a luxury item. We reject the idea that our lives should be a series of bland, uninspired choices between beige and more beige. We reject the beige.
We will rise up against the beige, with a code of rebellion that is as bold as it is unapologetic. We will write our own rules, our own code, our own manifestos. And we will make them all in neon, because beige is so over.