Gavin McInnes of Vice Magazine was kind enough to share 12 of the lamest attempts at hipsterdom. From jackets that give you boob jobs to guys rocking fire blankets as coats, the list provides warnings for all those attempting to be idiotic ironic.

Hipster’s have successfully brought the millennial generation lookback regrets. You can tell very quickly by this photo above that none of these people will be happy with their sartorial choices when zipping their motorized scooter around the senior center in 50 years.

"OMG, We're so fucking native right now!!!"

"Yeah, I've got the fire blanket you need Marshal. NO YOU CANNOT HAVE IT!!!"

Remember when Salvation Army was only for poor pathetic people we'd laugh at during recess...

A flag for every country he's visited. One shirt for every country he's visited.

Isn't this just the default outfit for cleaning ladies and nail salon workers?

Matthew Mcconaughey Has Come A Long Way Since High School

Nothing says "Bad Ass" better than Viv. Westwood clogs.

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If Ed Hardy, fist pumping, and techno music are on your list of “Favorites” then you’re in luck. MTV, the station responsible for giving us the shitstorm that is Spencer & Heidi is now bringing us a new group of bottom feeders to obsess over.

Jersey Shore is a new series that follows the lives of Jersey douches as they party it up on the beach. Yeah, this is going to be amazing.

I really don’t understand the new obsession with Douchebags. From Tool Academy to Jon Gossling, it seems that they are growing in numbers, organizing and attempting to get the whole world converted to their Affliction Tees, Axe Body Spray, and the joys of extra strength styling gel.

Hopefully, it’s just a trend… hopefully.

I’m sure by now you’ve seen all of our ‘Last Night’s Party’s from last week, and you know that Thursday night we were at Webster Hall for Diesel’s U:Music talking with Cobra Starship and Passion Pit, and then avidly blogged until 5am so that you could all see the details from the night first, so our weekend started quite early.  Of course, we headed out Friday and Saturday to some different spots so we could (hopefully) have crazy/funny stories on Monday.

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Our Friday started early as we felt the effects of staying up all night, and woke up early to head to the Nylon and SoBe Life Water sample sale and runway event and were sad to find that Daniel and Rebecca were not there.  Regardless, the event was a good time, a great turnout, and I got a few Hellz Bellz tees from the sample sale (which I’m quite excited about). Photos of this event are now up on Cult. Later, we met Daniel and Rebecca and headed over to a meeting with a potential party spot for Fashion Indie, and enjoyed a nice lunch. Then it was time for naps before the real partying began.  

Corey’s night started out at Webster Hall with Atrak, here’s what he had to say:

I spent Friday night at Webster Hall courtesy of my new aquaintance Lindsay Luv. As if the bottle service wasn’t enough, we had the best table in the house for A-Trak and Treasure Fingers, two of the best (and my favorite) DJ’s in the industry. The floor below was jam packed with kids, 90% of which couldn’t see they were so messed up, but every last one of them couldn’t help but move to the insanity that was A-trak. For a DJ set I must say it ended a bit early, so that meant it was time head over to The Annex to meet up with Hillary for promised fun at Ruff Club with Aaron K.

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I never fail to follow through on a promise. After hitting up Angels and Kings (a bar I actually used to frequent..no mocking, please), I realized exactly why I stopped going there, so left and headed to have some real fun at Ruff Club.

Aaron K was ready to party as usual, in his giant tulle bow fastened with a brooch (which was absolutely amazing), and so were all of our other friends at Ruff. Needless to say, the night was full of good music, good friends, and not one, but two bottles. We closed the night outside chatting with new friends, and headed back to World Trade around 5am, luckily making it without any lost shoes.

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Saturday was a bit more low-key (although I did not fail to miss the parade happening in Jersey City, anyone know what that was?), I headed down to Peculiar Pub to meet with Corey and a few of his old friends, and found myself surrounded with people I would find at every bar in Michigan (which isn’t a good thing, like that guy up there from the “New Haircut” video on Youtube) After a drink we left and headed to Red Head, which was quiet and relaxed, just the way I like it for a Saturday night.  We somehow managed to look down at our phones and realize it was 3:30AM, so closed the night with the bar, and parted ways. 

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No complaints for this weekend, it was a lot of fun, and we love Ruff Club as usual, sorry for the lack of crazy stories, I’m sure we’ll make up for it this week!

Realizing that his rancid ass munching breath was too much to handle Heidi insisted in her prenup that Spencer wears this mask to hide his shit eating grin. She’s wearing hers to protect from swine flu.*

So a bunch of NYC Socials have been rocking the giant fur hats normally reserved for women who are trying to prevent themselves from freezing in Siberia. It’s an epidemic!!!

So just note indies, if you’re a total doucher you probably have one of these in your closet (along with your latent preference for man meat).

Here’s the list of NYC socialite offenders: Paul Johnson-Calderon, Kristian Laliberte, Ben Fink Shapiro, Sean Patrick Murray, and others who will remain nameless due to the fact that I occasionally speak to them at fashion parties.

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