My name is Will DeFries and this is a Sunday Scariest Podcast, your cure for the Sunday Blues.

This week we're going to talk about the millennial aesthetic,

10 things successful people do on Sunday nights, and take an inventory of your happiness.

What is your aesthetic? I know, I know, it's a terrible question,

but just think about it for a second. Pause if you need to. I'll be here when you get back.

I consider myself to be fairly self-aware, and insane that I think it's fair to say that my entire

aesthetic is overwhelmingly millennial. A phrase that most baby boomers would use as an insult,

but also a phrase that doesn't actually really bother me. Mid-century furniture bought mostly from

West Elm, an affinity for clean design with amiguristic classic designs I can't actually afford,

joggers instead of real pants, sending candles that cost more in my weekly lunch budget,

and more portrait mode photos on my camera roll than I'd care to admit. This past week,

the cut published a poignant column titled, Will the millennial aesthetic ever end?

I want to say it's a bird's eye view of the way anyone from 24 to 35 lives their life,

but it's much more than that. It's a definitive and descriptive guide for everything you've bought,

or if considered buying, over the past three to five years. In summation, the article suggests

that people in my age demographic from Los Angeles, New York City, all buy the same things with

the same basis, clean design that airs towards fast fashion, and the stereotypical Instagram

bull decor that you'll see littered all over Pinterest. While I don't converse with my apartment

neighbors all that often, I dread the reality that my apartment looks excruciatingly similar to

every other apartment on my floor, and I'm obviously not referencing the layouts and blueprints

before the decor fills everything in. These aesthetic traits aren't anything new,

sans seraphons and advertising, soft colors that are welcoming to the eye, and products that have

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