how to be a hipster.

due to his dark rimmed prescription glasses glasses and his apparent appreciation for cardigans, my teacher is a hipster.

and he is teaching us {me directly and you by proxy.  proxy=me} how to be one too.

you know you are a hipster if you purposely speak of unknown bands, most commonly referred to as "underground".  you will then proceed to explain the band using this formula:

underground band = mainstream band that everyone knows about + a relatively known band in the indie scene + a band that you made up.

the conversation will end up sounding something like...

hipster:  so i discovered this really great, new band...

mainstream, follower, conformist:  really?  cool.  who?

hipster: well they're really underground so you probably don't know them but they are kind of a perfect mix of guns & roses, rostam, and uncle timmy's treehouse.

follower:  ...oh.  cool.  {more confused than ever before the conversation.}

so go and get yourself a hair feather extension and stop showering from now until maybe next summer because you've got yourself the best hipster conversation piece known to man.  all thanks to my teacher.