IMAGINE MY surprise when, sitting in a café in East
London, the missus observed that I was the only man without a beard. Those that were follically-frivolous were all wearing brogues
with contrasting socks. Dark grey would have been a bit old man-ish, for these are
off-duty yuppies you understand, with jobs giving the means to express ideals unpatinated by time. Judging by the press shots of the Clubman concept, MINI considers them exemplars of customers, but
that is not why I mention them here.
Hipsters have given arking an aesthetic. Arking, a term used
by marketing folk (possibly that very same breakfasting crowd) to describe the
effects of localism, a phenomenon common in recessions when we avoid the
fancy, stick with the familiar, and eat sausages from our local butcher (for
example). Our tastes become a little more conservative. We value family and traditions more, the craft movement a now-familiar spin-off. For a car maker these tastes become the bedrock for gauging the
characteristics of the next product, and MINI need look no further than Shoreditch for their inspiration and aesthetic appropriation.
I would be surprised if a single one of the bearded
breakfast club bought a MINI Clubman, though. They will
prefer Oyster cards and renting a classic car for occasional weekends. The
oldtimer may lend their quirks aesthetic credibility, but they will be missing out on a gutsy three-cylinder motor in a splendid body that
makes the old one look positively clean-shaven. Check out the shoulder, see how
wide it is, and be reminded of the BMW Z3M Coupe, which, incidentally, was designed by the same chap who did the outgoing Clubman. The chief designer behind the new
one? Someone with a beard, of course.
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