Idolator

Last night at the premiere of the Bjork Wanderlust video in queens, I was standing in line for drinks when the first showing let out. A brunette woman in her late 30s, shuffled to the door while telling her date she’d “had just about enough of all these hipster wannabes.”

What the hell is a hipster wannabe?

Also, doesn’t being at a Bjork-attended music video premiere with free booze kind of signal a hipster black-hole with an immeasurable gravitational pull over those who star fuck and chase open bars? As the woman was leaving, some sort of nexus of doubt and self-loathing briefly overcame me. Then it was my turn to get red wine and it passed.