Hipsters, Hipsters, Hipsters

So, recently a dear friend of mine pointed out that I might be a hipster because I am always complaining about them. I strongly disagree. I mean, I don't know how people see me, but I don't wear worn-down, skinny jeans, flannel shirts, I shave every morning, and I certainly don't carry around beans in a Prego jar as my lunch.

You like seriously, have no idea how hooked I am with these people. They intrigue me so much. Every time I walk around Lake Merritt, I lose my concentration. Every time I sit next to one in class, I can't stop starring, my eyes just keep wondering in their direction.

It's interesting for me to see a group of people forming a very new lifestyle here in Oakland. They are appreciating what the city has to offer, and making use of Oakland's sick-ass places, like Radio on 13th and Broadway, my favorite bar. Wink. Wink.

However, it really turns me off when I see little graffiti 'cupcakes' all over the city, or graffiti Twiggys all over the campus. It's like, I wonder "what are they trying to do?" And it definitely makes me skeptical when they try to sell freakin' pencil sketches in postcards as art! It makes me wonder if they're doing this kind of stuff for simple shock value.

The one time I went to the Art Murmur here in Oakland, it was one of the most fake things I've done in my life. I went into Mama Buzz Cafe and Gallery and was… how can I out it?

Amused. All of these hipsters standing around exhibiting their random Polaroid's, looking constipated, showing off lame collages, and stick figurine art on college ruled paper. Not to mention, it freakin' stinked in there. C'mon! Take a freakin' shower at your $3, 000/month loft or warehouse.

I had to step out with my friend and grab some fresh air after seeing dudes with bananas hanging from his gold chains. I guess I'm just really disturbed when hipsters try to do random stuff to shock people, and then claim to be differential.

I do share their preference on PBR's and Stellas, but not with their artistic point of views.

But, I do have to give them props for walking around Lake Merritt with wedgies up in their ass.