Saturday, November 17, 2007

You know you're in a weird mood when you hear "Where the Streets Have No Name" on the radio and the line "blown by the wind" makes you giggle


Being at the corner of 22nd of Valencia, we have determined that Boogaloos is the Official Brunch Place of Hipsters. In fact, I think it could be deteremined that it has one of the highest HPSF in the Mission (that is, of course, Hipsters Per Square Foot), something that we noticed the last time we were there and what looked like a 70's rock band, with groupies, showed up for breakfast.

Today's brunch was no exception. In fact, it was pretty hipsterific-- so much so we had a contest (well, kind of) about which Hipster was the most tragic of the bunch.

So let's meet our three candidates-
1)The bus boy with expensive and well pressed black jeans, dangling key chain out of the back pocket (natch), and some sort of comic strip panel sewed onto one of his back pockets. His shirt? Lumberjack, red and black checkered flannel shirt. To top it off, he not only had a trucker hat, but the tip of the hat was pulled upwards. We also couldn't tell, but we think he had a mullet burried underneath the oh-so-2002 trucker hat.

2)The guy in a sideways baseball hat (can't remember if it was trucker or not), cut off jeans, an Iron Maiden t-shirt, and a handlebar moustache. But what made him especially awesome was that he was covered everywhere in tattoos, even going so far as to having a tear drop tattoo under his left eye. For those who don't know, that's the gangsta symbol for doing time in prison. This despite the fact that it was pretty apparent, that in the words of Beavis to Butthead, "you've never been to Compton." We wanted to kidnap the dude and drop him off in the Bayview.

3)Early thirtysomething girl waiting outside with a Shelley Duvall-like body. She wore platform sneakers that were at least six inches high, white knicker pants that went down to her knees and white stockings that met up with the bottom of her knicker pants. She sported a maroon vest sweater and as a topper, a tie. Naturally, she also wore big sunglasses.

And our winner?

The Bus Boy! Why? Because the dude was so committed to his hipsterness that he wore his hipster costume to work. I mean, he was walking around filling people's coffee mugs while still looking like he had just been picked up from the bus station, such was his commitment to coolness.

Bravo, dude, bravo and well played.

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