I wouldn't call myself a hipster. I don't have a trust fund and I don't drink Pabst Blue Ribbon, but I do sort of dress like one. Of course, I could never be a "real hipster" because hipsters never actually acknowledge what they are, let alone blog about hipsters. Also, my home town is pretty unhip. I live in a preppy Connecticut suburb where people buy polo shirts more often than they buy groceries and very few people wear beanies or skinny jeans. I lived and worked in California last year. It was actually there that I learned what a hipster was and how they dressed. It was also there that I started to wear ]more of the things that I liked (i.e. clothes from Goodwill) and began to care more about fashion. When I started reading fashion blogs, it was so exciting to see other people from all over the USA and the world wearing clothes from thrift stores and defining their own styles. Even though the clothes I choose to wear may stand out from the Connecticut crowd around me and I may be called a hipster from time to time, I don't mind. Whenever I feel out of place, I just go online and visit my favorite fashion blogs and realize that fashion counts and it's okay to like what I wear and wear what I like.
CARDIGAN // thrifted
SHIRT // thrifted
SHORTS // thrifted
TIGHTS // can't remember where i bought them
SCARF // gift from my mom
SHOES // payless
In honor of hipsters worldwide, I created this little hipster paper doll last night. If you click on him you'll get to my Flickr page where you can print him out and dress him yourself! He doesn't have a name yet, so if you think of a hipster-ish guy's name - let me know! I had a few too many iced teas at dinner and was wired until the wee hours of the morning. I also just downloaded a trial-version of Adobe Illustrator (which I'm too poor to buy a full-version of) so that's been exciting. I love the live trace tool possibly too much..