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This week Fashion Indie has been very hipster-centric, which living in New York lends itself to that I think.Well, last night, Fashion Indie’s resident editor Rebecca Alexander and I were making our way to Brooklyn (a.k.a. the hipster epicenter) when we came across a new form of hipster…..THE CORPORATE HIPSTER!
How is this possible?
See hipsters work on a fine hypocrisy. The truth is, hipsters are the yuppies of our generation. It takes money to be a hipster! Only the finest deconstructed skinny jeans for todays hipster.
Meet corporate-hipster-man. Reading today’s Wall Street Journal. Rocking a Thom Browne bootleg via the local thrift-store.
Here’s a full shot of the man. Notice the shruken-two sizes too small pants. Rebecca and I couldn’t tell if he was being ironic or just being a hipster?
(And yes that is me in the forefront, not my best photo, I look much better after a hair and makeup team has had their way with me!)
There once was a girl from California who bitch slapped Anna Wintour and then called Andre Leon Tally a fatty. That girl wasn't me but god was she fucking cool.Love: foreign fashion magazines, newstands, charlotte rampling, silent moviesHate: Lilo, ScarJo, The Zoe, trends, but chiefly hipsters-fuck hipsters