d Wrote:
Personally, I think there's a difference between hipsters, fashionistas and people who are just stylish. I'd *like* to think I lean toward the stylish end, but it's all subjective. Portland is overrun with hipsters, and with that I include: fixie bike riders, skinny jeans, assymetrical haircuts, scarves worn in summertime, thick rimmed glasses (worn legitimately or ironically), flannel that usually fit snugly... I'm sure there are more descriptors. Then there are fashionistas which could be mistaken as hipsters. I've got a friend who's fairly bleeding edge when it comes to fashion. I made the joke with Kyle earlier that white belts were so 4 years ago-- this particular friend of mine not only had a white belt at least 5+ years ago, but it also had an LED light display on the buckle, which he could program various phrases into it (and yeah, he wore it for maybe 3-4 months, only at parties and such, and retired it). He normally wears dark-wash narrow leg denim jeans and will wear heavy scarves in wintertime, but I've also seen him in hoodies and Vans before too. I guess I'd describe him more as fashionista or stylish, and he tends to skew towards an urban vibe. But I think the thing that really differentiates him for me-- it doesn't look like a uniform. It looks like what he would wear, and he's not doing it for anyone else.
I have thick rimmed glasses and a keffiyeh

But I see your distinction and agree.
Drinky - I think that hipsters tend to be people who are into things that are "new and edgy" for the new and edgy sake of it, not because they really like it.
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