Quotes About Hipster

tall man in his thirties wearing jeans with rolled bottoms, a tiny-collared white shirt, and a red paisley tie appeared. Longish dark hair was combed to look careless. Black-rimmed glasses and red-brown saddle shoes added up to hipster, not corporate lawyer.

Vincent Gallo once said Williamsburg was like a giant dorm room with no homework. He was right. And now you've got lawyers who just learned to snowboard moving here to be young again. Anyone who tells you they'd rather live here is lying or stupid - or both.

He looked a bit more confused by Stevie and David, but nodded politely. "I'm a watch ad," David said. "She's a hipster grandpa. Together, we solve crime.

Hipsters. We all know one. They're those fun, little, arrogant people who let the ideal of 'anti-consumerism,' combined with a hatred for all things normal, dictate their every action.

The key for hipsters is that they usually try really hard, but the important thing is they want to come across like they don't try. To make it look effortless. I don't mind. It really fits New York, the hipster look.

I've always balked at anything that feels like a clique, even if it's not always in my best interest to do so. I like each individual, fedora-wearing hipster - it's just the greater gestalt that rubs me the wrong way.

Future hipsters will love me ironically.

I remember I grew up in Pasadena in a very, kind of, homogeneous, kind of, suburban existence and then I went to college at Wesleyan University in Connecticut. And there were all these, kind of, hipster New York kids who were so-called 'cultured' and had so much, you know, like knew all the references and, like, already had their look down.

New York has definitely turned into more of, like, a hipster place.

Mine is slightly ginger and patchy so it's not really a hipster beard.

There's no ironic appreciation of things we love, even of things that are in fact ridiculous, which a hipster might take and own and show the world the humor in it.

It's my first time in this place. Maybe like you, though, I've been here before—anyone who's walked through Williamsburg or seen an episode of Girls has. It's a landscape of under-35s, bristling with locally brewed IPAs, restaurant pop-ups, and new kinds of mustard. And everybody—literally everybody—is flaunting freestyle forearm ink. But tonight I'm not in Williamsburg. I'm in Indianapolis.

I think it is harder to scare young people because there is an ironic hipster stance that you have to take in relation to pop culture. You know you're being manipulated. People are so aware of the manipulation. We're all aware that movies toy with us and pull our strings. There was a time when people just didn't acknowledge that as much.

I don't feel like I'm very pop-star lame, but I'm definitely not hipster-cool.

I went in for a meeting with Marta Fernandez, and she said, 'We are looking for a female millennial show. Have you heard of the term 'chipster'?' And I was like, 'Of course - Chicana hipster.'

I got into beards right in the middle of the hipster boom.

I myself identify as a recovering Blockhead. You'd be surprised how many twenty- and thirty-something hipster chicks have the NKOTB skeleton in their closet, albeit artfully concealed by stacks of Ksubi skinny jeans and ironic Judas Priest T-shirts.

It's never going to be hipster because you've got that smell that the sea gives out twice a day. That's why Margate will never be gentrified. However, there is art-led regeneration.

Leave it up to hipster nerds to pretend to hate something that they actually want

In carrying on this hipster virus I live a locust-like existence, exhausting and shedding myself in ruination from one life to the next.

The Westway, the old strip club on Clarkson Street, is still there, but today it's owned by a hipster restaurant entrepreneur who caters to the ironic cultural lifestylers, more fashion world than art, people who are "cool" because they live in New York.

I want a guy who is masculine, good with his hands and able to build stuff and who has survival skills. Facial hair is a big turn-on. Most of the kids I hang out with in New York are hipster arty types, but I like a stronger, more physically imposing man - like a lumberjack.

She covered her body with a feather, reached under her legs, and threw her panties into the audience. A flying herpes rag. A hipster with mutton-chop sideburns caught it. He crumpled it in his fist and thrust it into the air excitedly. His little venereal prize. A

Leave it up to hipster nerds to pretend to hate something that they actually want