There are certain personalities everyone knows—last week it was the Party Person, that friend whose default stance is on top of a table, arms up, tongue out. This week it’s the I'm-not-a-hipster Hipster (INAHH), the person who vehemently argues that she is not indeed a "hipster," and then puts her fedora back on.
You know the type, the person who's rolling cigarettes outside of Butler and regularly makes fun of "hipsters," all while looking like he just stepped out of an American Apparel ad.
Ways to fit in with this person
- Be very, very careful about music. Pronounce Bon Iver incorrectly and you're out. Even mention Bon Iver and you're done, too mainstream. Stick with the kind of indie bands nobody has heard of. A plus if you shorten their names to the point they're almost unintelligible, "I love Dave, but not more than I worship Foster."
- Don't know any? Just start saying random nouns, "Don't you just love The Lamps' new album?" Most likely whatever you say will indeed be a band. Feeling adventurous? Start adding adjectives.
