My fab sister posted this on her Facebook:
It made me chuckle. I also like it because it is further proof that I am NOT a hipster despite my brother's jabs at family functions. Sure, I don't own baggy pants. Actually, I pretty much straight up avoid pants (too constricting!). Granted, I worked at a music venue and lived in Brooklyn. BUT. I cannot ride a bike, am not in a band, and do not know the first thing about Instagram. Plus, there is really nothing ironic about this lady. Ridiculous, but not ironic. So, there!
