I like to think I’m a hipster. Or at least, I try to be as hipster as possible. Though, due to the fact I have to try so hard, I’m probably not one.
Hipster or not, I find the hipster sub-culture and its many facets rather interesting. I mean, who doesn’t love a good v-neck with a “frocket” (that is, front-pocket)?
Frockets aside, a hipster is more than his v-neck, Toms and bands you’ve never heard of. As a self-proclaimed admirer of hipsters (and as a journalist), I enjoy observing hipsters and learning their mysterious ways. This makes me feel like a hipster expert–a connoisseur of sorts. In fact, I believe “hipster” is too broad a definition, for there are many different sub-categories within the category of hipster. I’ve thus far identified and defined four: The Coffee Shop Hipster, Born-in-the-wrong-decade Hipster, Mountain Man Hipster, and Hippie-ster. Let me share some of my perceived hipster stereotypes with you, as I use a colon for the second time in a row:
NOTE: The gender pronouns used do not necessarily indicate the gender of every hipster in any given category.
NOTE THE SECOND: These are stereotypical observations. While I believe stereotypes develop for a reason, I also understand that not every hipster fits any of the moulds below.
The Coffee Shop Hipster
As the title suggests, you may find this hipster working in a coffee shop. Though, no matter how many fancy ways he knows how to make coffee, lattes, mochas, etc., he drinks his coffee black, no sugar. It’s most likely fair trade coffee. The coffee shop hipster wears deep v-necks and incredibly tight pants with Toms or other canvas-like shoes. Scarves and sock-hats in the summer are other typical accessories of the coffee ship hipster.
If ever a genre of hipster I ascribed to be, born-in-the-wrong-decade hipster would be that genre. This hipster has an affinity for vintage clothing, accessories and trinkets. She shops in thrift stores and vintage stores, or regular stores specializing in vintage-style clothing. She also sports winged eyeliner and red lipstick. Horn-rimmed glasses? This hipster wears them. To visualize, think of a young person raiding your grandmother’s closet.
The Mountain Man Hipster
Flannel. And a beard. Slightly-disheveled hair. He, too, can be seen wearing Toms. Though, he prefers Chacos–especially when hiking.
If a hippie were to get in a time machine and visit us here in modern-day America, she would feel most at home with the hippie-ster. The modern-day-hippie hipster buys organic food from local farmer’s markets. She supports fair trade. Her bags are slouchy, as are most of her clothes. Her hair is long, and sometimes she doesn’t shave her armpits. The hippie hipster longs for the days of Janis Joplin and Bob Dylan. Chances are, she attended some Occupy protests.
This is by no means a comprehensive or exhaustive list, as my research on hipsters in on-going. One day I hope to accomplish such a feat. Perhaps I will publish a book entitled “The Hipster: A Reference Guide” or something along those lines.
Vive la différence,