Oh New York Times, you know disgusting when you see it

Yesterday, The New York Times published an article entitled, "Walk a Mile in their Droopy Cardigans," which beseeches the public to feel the pain that is the hipster condition and stop giving them such a hard time. So, they are beautiful and annoying in their grimacing and perfect skinniness? So what? Lay off!

Then there was this little delicious tidbit:

So, hipsters: go ahead and crowd the city in your cute outfits and messy hair. Just smile more often, and maybe stop wearing those deep V-neck tees. They’re gross.

Agreed. See, one thing about San Francisco quasi-hispters is they already smile. That's a telltale no-no and would immediately disqualify them from the group on the streets of New York. Even the Times knows that! And the thing about low-cut V-Necks: well, for one, hipsters here don't really sport that look too much, bc even if they try to, the cold air and fog requires they cover it up with some Member's Only Jacket or pashmina they ripped to shreds. Sometimes we are lucky that summer here is chilly, folks.

But, oy. On those sunny days in Dolores park when the skinny boys start broadcasting their meager chest hair to the gathered hoards, by god, it's ridiculous. As someone whose brother has recently discovered this low-cut look, I can tell you, I'm sick of it. There is seriously nothing worse than sitting down to an already detestable family dinner and having to stare at the three curly chest hairs of your 22-year-old brother. Cover that shit up. We are eating.