Please do see the link, within the link, to the original TIME OUT article about our Hipster friends. Or, well, just go to it from here: Why the hipster must die.
ADDITION:
Oh my Hipster, I love this quiz: What’s your hipster dirtbag quotient?
Here was my result:
What's a Moz?
We hate to be the ones that have to break this to you, but unless khaki-colored, baggy cargo pants, Yanni and a pleasant disposition come back into style, you're consigned to a life of unremarkable blandness. We're sorry.
I am totally un-hip.
Like I needed a quiz to tell me that.
1 comment:
as you know, i got the same results. whatevs. at least we're not floral-shirt wearing douches whose sneakers cost more than my haircuts who say things like "i could go for something light, like a ssssorbet." when they're at a fucking bodega and should be inhaling a chipwich like a real man.
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