As I was sitting across from a man on the bus I came up with this tip. He was wearing a Thundercats hoodie, had a beard that look like it had been cultivated for sometime, and was reading Lord of the Rings shamelessly. By anyone's definition this man would be considered a sci-fi loving geek. But, you know what? He seemed to love life and what he was doing. He was flipping through chapters chunks at a time, obviously not a first read, and looking for his favorite parts and giggling. He was a fucking sci-fi boss having a fucking wonderful bus ride.
And then I thought, fitting your stereotype is kind of nice. Life is like my roommates and my drawers. They're overflowing and a damn mess. But then you fold up one drawer make it nice and neat, maybe even isolate it for one purpose like the short sleeved tees drawer. I dunno. Finding your place in society and kind of going with it, it's like folding up that one drawer. Embrace it. Rock it. And a true hipster is gonna be what they are and fuck the rest. Stick it to the man... or whatever. So buy those American Spirits and yes, those oxfords are hip and look great on you.
Whether or not you fold up the rest of the drawers (yes I am still going with this metaphor and milking it for all its worth) is questionable... but if everything else is a disaster at least you've still got that one. At least until the weekend when you have funky alternative plans that involve an article of clothing from every corner of your room.
And then I thought, fitting your stereotype is kind of nice. Life is like my roommates and my drawers. They're overflowing and a damn mess. But then you fold up one drawer make it nice and neat, maybe even isolate it for one purpose like the short sleeved tees drawer. I dunno. Finding your place in society and kind of going with it, it's like folding up that one drawer. Embrace it. Rock it. And a true hipster is gonna be what they are and fuck the rest. Stick it to the man... or whatever. So buy those American Spirits and yes, those oxfords are hip and look great on you.
Whether or not you fold up the rest of the drawers (yes I am still going with this metaphor and milking it for all its worth) is questionable... but if everything else is a disaster at least you've still got that one. At least until the weekend when you have funky alternative plans that involve an article of clothing from every corner of your room.
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