This evening, as I was going through the random array of junk and clothing that I like to call my bedroom floor, I found all the ingredients for the perfect hipster soup. There were some cinema 3D glasses — with the lenses pushed out of course —, a beanie that I could let my fringe dangle out of, an old blazer, a beard, and a strange way of never being directly in front of the camera.
Now that Instagram has been purchased by Facebook, there will be enough hipsters jumping ship to actually make Instagram something worth using again — with a straight face at least — but yeah, I didn’t use instagram; I used the vignetting and desaturation filters that have been available for far longer than most people have had a computer. I’m pretty hipster like that.
So, because the dash is dead and because I love everything about hipsters, here’s me as a hipster.
