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Hipsters: "a subculture of men and women typically in their 20's and 30's that value independent thinking, counter-culture, progressive politics, an appreciation of art and indie-rock, creativity, intelligence, and witty banter...Hipsters reject the culturally-ignorant attitudes of mainstream consumers, and are often be seen wearing vintage and thrift store inspired fashions, tight-fitting jeans, old-school sneakers, and sometimes thick rimmed glasses. Both hipster men and women sport similar androgynous hair styles that include combinations of messy shag cuts and asymmetric side-swept bangs." (urbandictionary.com)
I
was recently called a hipster because I said I was making a batch of
persimmon wine and also a batch of persimmon peach wine. I'm really
pumped about this wine. But I was considerably less pumped because I
was labeled a hipster because of it. It didn't help that I was wearing
chucks and a Martha White (goodness gracious!) shirt I got 6 years ago
from a Rhonda Vincent concert (which was amazing, by the way). I don't
like these things ironically. I like them because I like them. I love
wearing my faded Martha White shirt. I actually don't care what
people think about me if I'm wearing such a shirt. Hipsters would.
They want to actively protest the majority and the consumerism that the
U.S. so embraces. I simply wear what I want when I want to. It's a
matter of taste. I tend to want to dress as an eighty-year-old man or a
man from the 1800s. I don't always wear hipster-looking clothes.
