Gawker has a post on the Christmas Night bar crawl its writer(s) took through the Lower East Side. And I was, like, so there, checking out those very same bars on December 25th. Doing something done by Gawker, before knowing Gawker was doing it...that may have been the official peak of my hipsterness. Plans today include a stop at a coffee shop on the Upper East Side, so my hipster quotient is already far from its once-trememdous heights. Expect my H.Q. to dip still further in a few weeks, when I'm back at the Reg, studying, and unironically consuming a Twix and a diet Coke.
Monday, December 27, 2004
Unknowingly hip is the hippest kind of hip
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Although it may not look like it's hip, I think it's much hipper to consume the Twix and the Diet Coke unironically than ironically, because it demonstrates that the hipster really has faith in what she or he is doing without being too aware of it. Doing it ironically would be a self-conscious, boring and easy kind of hipsterness. But that's first of all assuming that consuming a Diet Coke and a Twix in the library isn't completely unhip--which I think it isn't, but others might disagree.
If that makes sense.
Alex,
That made more sense than anything I could come up with in French. And it's always good to know that, in being completely unhip, I am in fact still hip in the minds of some.
In the minds of the completely unhip, probably.
That's probably true.
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