Horrible self-realization

Today, I came to a sad and horrible self-realization.

I AM NOT A HIPSTER.

I went to that hipster-dress-up-site-thing and none of the outfit/hair/face options looked remotely like me.

My husband said I am too “stylish” and more of a “get a job, you dirty hippies” type.

The man knows me better than I know myself.

  1. girl-detective said: They don’t have red berets?!
  2. mathcat345 said: But you have a beret! Isn’t that at least a wee bit hipsterish?
  3. do-over said: Yeah, me neither.
  4. erinmargrethe reblogged this from damselesque and added:
    don’t get it because every one...those drawings LOOKS EXACTLY THE SAME. Except for