There was a time when I was pretty intolerant towards hipsters. For no particular reason, actually, other than in Berlin being against hipsters is possibly trendier than being a hipster yourself. But then I ran into an interesting post about being a hipster written by my friend Adam and a whole new world disclosed before my eyes.
Being a hipster was suddenly this enriching, proactive, positive way of living your life, and of course I needed to try that. But how to start? Was it an inside process or the outside part was relevant too? I decided to start working on my image ’cause hey, I’m a superficial person, and I happened to have just won a Hipster Kit from a website called Hipstery, through a contest hosted on Uberlin.
The result (see photo) made me die inside. It’s worse than the time I tried to drink Club Mate (which I won’t ever ever do again) and I think it made pretty clear that glasses, a big moustache and my own real nose don’t really look good on my face.
The good news is that if I ever get to rob a bank I already know how to dress up.
That so much looks like a Mario & Luigi mustache!
ahahahahha
well, all the italian hipsters look like that.
Add baguette and cheese in each hands and then you’ll be a perfect hipster, French version.
And the stripes. Don’t forget the stripes.
You don’t like Club Mate? Shame on you. No wonder a novelty moustache and fake glasses don’t sit well on your face, for you can not be human! ;)
Nah, seriously now, you have to drink about 10 before you actually like it. It’s like smoking, first you have to build the dependency, then it’s actually pretty nice.
Ten?! No wonder this evil beverage only exists in Germany: Italians are not that patient ^^