LEST WE FORGET THE HIPSTERS
Last I left you I swore off those online quizzes. I slipped up. I took one that measures how much of a hipster you are. Answer : I am not a hipster. Shocking but true.
I don't like crafted beer, beards, DIY projects, terrariums and the like but I don't hate them either. And I respect people's rights to like those things.
One night in NYC many moons ago, my boyfriend at the time and I were walking from a dinner in Little Italy. His friends were in town for the Hair Show. They produced the black frocks you wear when at the salon. In fact, earlier in the day I had been a last minute hair model on a revolving stage whilst getting my hair did. But I digress.
Anyhoo, my boyfriend's friends treated us to a huge feast at an Italian restaurant complete with cannolis. We couldn't eat another thing when they arrived, so they were wrapped up and forced on us in a to go box.
As we strolled down Mulberry Street we passed a scraggly young man. We offered him our cannolis, which he accepted. Seconds later he turned and said, "Hey, did you think I was homeless?" In fact we did. Turns out he was not homeless he was a hipster. Lesson learned, but cannolis shared.
I have created a napkin for those who think my napkins are too preppy for them :
Who doesn't love a mid-century modern house cocktail napkin?
The set of four hand embroidered cocktail napkins come in the cute August Morgan box and retail for $32 and may be bought here.
"And just what are you, Missy" you may be thinking? Answer : no clue. Sometimes I feel preppy, sometimes I dress like a house bound invalid in a ratty Mexican dress (not in public). If only there was a quiz to take online to tell me who I really am and what group I belong to!
*Although I am dressed like a Stepford Wife here I am rather liberal!