Grups

Being a Grup isn’t, as it turns out, all about holding on to some misguided, well-marketed idea of youth—or, at least, isn’t just about that. It’s also about rejecting a hand-me-down model of adulthood that asks, or even necessitates, that you let go of everything you ever felt passionate about. It’s about reimagining adulthood as a period defined by promise, rather than compromise. And who can’t relate to that?

There are certain times where the written word makes absolute sense to me, where the volatile waves of comprehension collapse into a single band of "Holy fucking crap, that is exactly what is on my brain!" -- I love these moments.

From New York Metro's Up With Grups - a piece about 'grown up hipsters' (yupsters are another classification).  While reading this, I thought to myself:

• I owned a pair of $250 jeans that fell apart after a year
• Passion was a favorite buzzword of mine, esp when it came to careers
• It's not like I don't like work, I just don't like to work for you (working for me is fine)
• I listened to Bloc Party, New Pornographers, Ivy and DCFC
• I wore jeans, t-shirts, a hoodie and sneakers at my last job
• I loved messenger bags
• I liked Urban stuff (but they're too expensive) and the Brooklyn bars

Am I part of the Ipod phenomenon? (Low supply and high demand = hipsterdom, but look around and everyone has Ipods hooked up) Am I part of the unrelenting Peter Pan syndrome?  I thought I was different, because I was comparing myself to buddies in finance or my parents generation; I was comparing myself to an amusing world stifled by work ethics and stable jobs and all that other bullshit.  But right around me, there are these grups, these guys who feel the same way I do, who dress the way I do and who think the way I do .  It's exciting and sobering at the same time to find out that you're not that unique.

A phenomenal read for the mid-twentysomethings who want a glimpse of their thirties.