There's a new plague making its way across college campuses from coast to coast. Take one step into your local incorporated coffee shop, vegan restaurant, Urban Outfitters or American Apparel store and you will be afflicted. (Or blinded by all the neon spandex and overwhelming scent of cigarettes.) I'm talking, of course, about hipsters.
There's a new plague making its way across college campuses from coast to coast. Take one step into your local incorporated coffee shop, vegan restaurant, Urban Outfitters or American Apparel store and you will be afflicted.
It's hard for us not to snicker when we hear words that sound dirty, but actually have nothing to do with the subject of getting it on. Sometimes our minds just won't get out of the gutter. Case in point: "Organism/orgasm," anyone? Gets me every time.
Even though "hipsters don't exist" according to hipsters, we think hipsters are pretty funny. Sometimes I wear a v-neck and my glasses, and I feel so un-trendily trendy.
All of the CollegeCandy writers are strong, smart and...er...opinionated people. So we're not surprised when some of our blogs turn into heated battlegrounds. But unlike some other sites, we don’t let this scare us. In fact, we take pride in our super-opinionated writers AND readers. After all, that's the whole point of CollegeCandy -- a place where every college girl gets her voice heard.
You see, everyone knows the gays love Manhattan. Don’t roll your eyes. Please, we have Broadway…this is their Mecca. And across the water we have Brooklyn, a mother ship for hipsters the world over. They come in droves, boasting blasé attitudes and a taste for bands you’ve probably never heard of before.
This week flew by. I mean flew. Between watching Shark Week, voting for my favorite trends of the '90s and topping it off with the second episode of Jersey Shore of the season, I made quite the dent on my couch and my parents' pantry food supply (I'm serious, I probably gained 10 pounds in White Cheddar Cheese-Its).
There’s a new plague making its way across college campuses from coast to coast. Take one step into your local incorporated coffee shop, vegan restaurant, Urban Outfitters or American Apparel store and you will be afflicted. (Or blinded by all the neon spandex and overwhelming scent of cigarettes.)
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When teachers allow computers in the classroom I have to wonder: what do they think we’re doing behind these screens? Taking notes? Absolutely not. It’s more likely you will find me Facebooking or taking part in another form of procrastination that will lead to my ultimate academic demise. But at least I’ll go down laughing.
Love 'em or hate em, no one can deny that we are surrounded by the hipster generation these days. We are living and breathing in the second-hand smoke of Parliament Lights everywhere we go. I have spent some time observing them in their natural habitat (dark basements and dive bars in Brooklyn and the entire campus of Virginia Commonwealth University) and have seen the light.
I want to propose the unthinkable: I think hipsters are kind of OK. Many, many people disagree - even some here at CollegeCandy - but if you can look past the obvious (like the mustaches and the outline of the boys' genitalia through their super tight denim), I think our friends in Bushwick and the 'Burg have some redeeming qualities.
If you love America as much as we do (and you should, or else you’ll have to answer to Stephen Colbert), then you’re excited for the Fourth of July and all the awesome things it brings: a break from work, a sizzling barbecue, and quality time spent with family and friends.