Let’s just say someone shit in my cornflakes this morning, cause there are a couple of looks that I am officially over.

Hipster librarian was one look I thoroughly endorsed, being sure to pay extra attention to girls rocking it, offering to buy them drinks, telling them how smart/hot they looked, and quoting random lines from 18th century poetry that I knew they’d remember from their Lit. 101 classes at community college. Well enough is enough. This look has over stayed it’s welcome and is quickly morphing into the default of sexy intellectuals everywhere to the mainstay of hotties who want to appear like they have more than two brain cells dancing around in their head.

It’s extremely disheartening when you spot a sexy hipster librarian and assume that you’ll be able to engage in a conversation only to discover that your talking to some cracked out coke addict with bulemia breath who’s only wearing nerd shades to appear interesting.

So indies, I’m over it and hopefully you will be too so that we can return balance in the nerd/nerd wannabe universe.