I wrote once that I will never really and truly be a hipster, though I have been known to rock the wayfarers and trendy frames with fake lenses (I call them my Clark Kents), listen to obscure indie bands (and then create an entire blog out of it), and sport a rocking mustache. So why not put a bird on my vintage bicycle, crack open a PBR and celebrate my 30th birthday Hipster Olympics style. That’s right. Hipster Olympics, which are like the actual olympics but with more skinny jeans and cheap booze.
I’d tell you to print out this Save the Date and put it on your fridge, but in keeping with theme you should probably Pin It, Instagram It, or at the very least, have it printed on a vinyl. It’s your call. You may be reading this and thinking, Hey Amanda, I dont’ live in Austin or I just found your blog because of a random google search and I don’t think you actual mean to invite me. No worries and not true. I DO mean to invite you. All are welcome. I have figured out ways of including everyone in the frivolities, even if you can’t physically make it. Stay tuned.
Since the date is a bit of a ways off and you might not live in Wiliamsburg or Austin or other hipstery city where you spend your time listening to Fleet Foxes vinyls and transcribing their obscure lyrics on your old typewriter, I will be doing a weekly Hipster Post featuring all things hipster to get you ready. Check out my “Hipster How-To” board on Pinterest. In the meantime, brush up on some obscure trivia, start growing your mustache, drink something out of a mason jar and save the date!
*Font changed to Helvetica for this post because hipsters totally dig that shit (I don’t get it).