A short one for you all today, soz. Like last week, I struggled for a theme. But then an article about hating hipsters made me think; in the middle of all this loose hate, surely there must be some hipsters we like? Personally, though I mock mercilessly, I’m all for hipsters. They’re having fun with their clothes, their hair, their music, their lives – why the hell not? Sure, a lot of it comes off as wanky and a bit irritating, but hey, one life and all that… Besides, who else would live in Shoreditch and ex-council flats in Hackney? Precisely. Anyway. Here you are, some crush-worthy hipsters for your delectation. Happy Friday!
I couldn’t watch Arrested Development for years, because of Michael Cera’s utterly brillaintly cringeworthy performance. Now, he’s all Scott Pilgrim and shit:
Next, a man with a fabulous name, from a band that has co-opted Afrobeat and managed not to make it sucky. It’s Ezra Koenig from Vampire Weekend:
Jaosn Schwartzman has been making me chuckle with his brilliant ad for the New Yorker iPad app. His mother is famously Adriaaaaan Balboa from Rocky and as is the wont of hipsters, he was also in a band, but don’t let that put you off:
Last this week is Lightspeed Champion AKA Dev Hynes. He is a man who never met a hipster cliché he didn’t like and instantly adopt. I watched him on Never Mind the Buzzcocks a while back and was expecting a real twat. Instead, he was delightful – funny, self-deprecating and normal. [He's probably a dick in real life, then. ]
Moral of the Day: not every hipster is Nathan Barley. Some of them are like, human. Who knew?
Happy Friday, pervos and pervettes!