If you want to insult somebody, call him or her a “hipster.” Over the past several years, the word has become the ultimate put-down, surpassing such mainstays as jerk, dork, and others not suitable for a general audience.
But what exactly is a hipster? It’s a little hard to define, but basically they are people who go out of their way to dress and act in a way that says, “I don’t care.” The irony is that nothing could be further from the truth. Everything from their too-tight t-shirt to their loafers (sans socks) is carefully planned. Of course, that’s a stereotype, and in fairness — there are positive sides. Generally speaking, they like art, embrace other cultures, and are eco-conscious.
Some other examples of hipster attire include large eyeglasses (without lenses), day-glo clothing, and the ironic moustache. Hipsters are easy enough to identify, but in my experience, no hipster will admit to being one. I’ve asked several suspected hipsters if they consider themselves part of that group and they look at me as if I just spit in their Pabst.
Now this is a different type of column, because I’m not really answering a question. Rather I’m just trying to figure out if there is anyone on the planet who would openly admit to being a hipster. I’m guessing not. Because to be a hipster, one must believe that he or she is 100% unique, and thus, could never fit in with any one sub-group. I’m not the only one with this theory.
But I was wrong. There are many hipsters who are loud and proud. New York Magazine profiled several who, with good humor, decided to see what it would be like to go from “hipster” to “mainstream” for a few weeks. Their harrowing experiences are detailed here. Also, the “hipsterati” has plenty of defenders. True, many of them are hipsters themselves, but still…
I’m still looking for a definitive hipster definition, so if anyone has one, please feel free to add it to the comments below.
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