Hipster in Williamsburg: I’ve traveled all around the providentials of New England.
Hipster in Williamsburg: I’ve traveled all around the providentials of New England.
Hipster chick: Ugh, dolls. Dolls are so creepy. I’m never letting my kid have a doll. Drugs, yes. Dolls, no.
–UES
A hipster girl, walking down Bedford Ave in Williamsburg, talking on her cell phone:
“I didn’t realize what a good boyfriend Matt was…. yeah… he’s too nice, too together, too in touch with his emotions… his only problem is that he doesn’t smoke pot.”
Hipster #1: This guy keeps following me around trying to get me to be in his movie.
Hipster #2: Ugh, I would never be in a movie!
–The Coral Room, Chelsea
Overheard by: Magpie
Hipster Art Guy #1: I’m working conceptually.
Hipster Art Guy #2: Cool. How’s that going?
–Chelsea
Overheard by: Magpie
Hipster on cell: You asked me how I’m doing, and I tell you–and then you bring it back to yourself. You always do that.
–Verb, Williamsburg
Yuppie: Democracy only works when you work to make the laws you want happen. Have you ever worked to get a law passed?
Hipster: Yes, I have, as a matter of fact!
Yuppie: Okay. What issue was it, and what did you do?
Hipster: Give me some time to think about it, I’m sure that I once did something but I don’t remember it this second.
— Cobble Hill, Brooklyn
Indie kid: I’m a big Steve Albini fan. He’s to garage rock what Phil Spector is to Motown.
–Party, Park Slope
Old Southern Man: …so I said, if yer stoopid, you shouldn’t try and show it; you should try and hide it.
–Soho
NYU Guy: I didn’t wear my moccasins today, Arthur, and I’m still freezing!
–W. 13th St.
Overheard by: Dan Winckler
Hipster Chick: So she’s the heiress to like–what, K-mart or some shit?–and she can’t afford to buy us all drinks? Fuck her!
–D Train
