Wednesday

It's a bird! It's a plane! It's... a f-ing hipster!

"Look! There's a f-ing hipster on the ceiling! Oh, wait -- the ceiling is mirrored and that f-ing hipster is me..."

I LOVE the "Look at this fu©king hipster" Web site. The only thing that tops it is seeing a living, breathing hipster in the wild and snapping a photo of the fool all by yourself.

I saw this f-ing hipster out on Saturday at Lavo and, as luck would have it, he was out again on Monday, this time at Privé -- wearing almost the exact same, oh-so-hip-and trendy outfit.

I couldn't help myself... and I still can't.

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