You could drive past it without noticing and from what I understand, you ought to.
I glean a few times a week, and it's all about the subject line. I look for the lyrical, "Billowy Red Scarf Girl" or the funny, "Hipster Chick Who Passed Gas," the unintentionally funny, "Looking for the Hot Girl in Pink Dress," ones that immediately suggest images, "Furry Arms Under a Yellow Umbrella," or the plain odd, "Seeking Girl Who Bit Me Twice. . . " I don't think I've ever abandoned one. . . the images usually arrive fully formed in my head as soon as I read the message, and I decide whether to draw it or not.
The 'Hipster Nerds' like stuff because they hate it. It's like they ironically like it.
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of the night.
I've never been into alternative, hipster rap music.
I liked Augustus Waters. I really, really really liked him. I liked the way his story ended with someone else. I liked his voice. I liked that he took existentially-fraught free throws.
I'm beat to the square, and square to the beat, and that's my vocation.
I'm very hip-oriented. I focus on hips in my comedy - probably more than any other hipster comic who is out there hipping today. My hips, other hips. I work with my hips a great deal. That is what I do. But not in a gay way.
Boring damned people. All over the earth. Propagating more boring damned people. What a horror show. The earth swarmed with them.
Everybody thinks they are right
For me, creating the clothes of Givenchy is the way to make my tribe. It's related to religion, too, because it's people trying to find identity - the young generation is looking for tribes. You have the hip-hop tribes, the punk tribes, the rockers, you have the hipsters, the bourgeois. . . The fact of the tribe is that it's like a religion. Punk is like a religion, because it's a belief.
Did I help you to a fate you didn't want?
A thing we always talk about in today's culture is that nobody is an outsider - everybody's kind of a hipster on the inside.
But I'd say 'How to Make It in America' is the most accurate depiction of the New York hipster community on television for sure.
I understand why a lot of women want to dress hipster. But I grew up sneaking my mom's Victoria's Secrets. . . so I could look at the hot chicks!
I didn't even know what the feeling was, really, just that there was a lot of it.
Our children are weird. Nicely phrased.
I am shortsighted. I need glasses for watching movies or concerts. It's not a hipster affectation; I do have poor eyesight. This is how ridiculous my life is: I've had the test for contact lenses, but I haven't found a half-day where I can go to the optician.
But there's so much to do: cigarettes to smoke, sex to have, swings to swing on.
Get out of my dreams, get into my car.