Bourgeois Faggots
July 16, 2005
The Loop Clothing party had too little porn and too many hipsters. “Bourgeois faggots,” (as Borrelli calls them) swarmed the place: they were crawling in the vents, swinging from pipes, sitting on the couches, and defecating in dark corners. It was hard to even make eye contact with people — they were all wearing sunglasses.
I was sweating profusely, as I do whenever there are too many people I don’t like in the same room. I shoved bodies aside to take a closer look at the pictures lining the walls; that’s what I was there for. The photos were shot with Holgas on a road trip to Mexico. Holgas take surprising pictures of chicks with dicks. I was aroused, confused.
It took me a while to find people I knew — I found Carly in the back room. She was OK. Dave came later to tell me how much he distains the hipsters there. The three of us hang out in the blue and endless corridors — there were fewer hipsters there. The blue walls provided us with a lot of support and gave us the chance to sniff people as they walked by from one room to another.
Once the blue walls lost their mystique, Dave and I said “Fuck this” at the same time and we went outside into the night to wait for rain. On the sidewalk, hipsters formed a line to get in, rubbing their piercings against each other as they waited.
Posted by Tudor at 09:42 PM in Various Positions | TrackBackWearing sunglasses inside is a truly dumb thing to do. What are they worried about? Glare from the electric lights? People who think they’re too cool just make my skin crawl. Yeah, okay, so they are good looking and have cheekbones. Am I supposed to worship them for that fact?;P
Your image about hipsters rubbing their piercings against each other brought to mind dogs dry-humping people’s legs… LOL!
Btw, I tried to click on your links but they didn’t work for some reason. I can’t figure out if it’s my computer being dumb or not (sometimes it has snits and refuses to find web pages for me- I don’t think I have it properly cowed into submission).
Posted by: spindriftdancer on July 17, 2005 at 11:41 AMIts like you can read my mind, Tudor.
My girl and I were there from 9:30-10ish… where we decided we had enough of hipsters and “donations for booze” and headed to the Rude Native. I went back around 11 to see if I knew anyone and couldn’t find a soul.
So I went to the Starlight, got drunk, and bought the girl a lovely white rose.
Posted by: Dave on July 17, 2005 at 01:05 PMBourgeois faggots? Not that it doesn’t sound like something I would say, but I’m usually pretty careful about throwing around the F(2) word in public. Makes sense though. Fucking bourgeois faggots and their hipness.
Posted by: Borrelli on July 17, 2005 at 02:10 PMBorrelli,
Carly and I were wondering if you’ve ever made a lumberjack hipster classification. We thought we coined a new term at the Final Fantasy concert…but then we started having doubts and thought maybe you started lumberjack hipsters….did you?
Yeah, I though Sherry coined it right there…I’ve yet to hear it anywhere else. Though to be accurate, she called me a bourgeois lumberjack. If that in turn makes me a lumberjack hipster, I guess I’ll take that (and now consider shaving).
Posted by: Borrelli on July 18, 2005 at 08:09 AMWhen you’re sick of all the phonies do what I do…… sit back, put on some good tunes and zone out.
Posted by: TMH on July 18, 2005 at 05:06 PM