What is a hipster? Look at this fucking hipster...

Is the guy in the middle Cameron from Ferris Bueller?

Genius? It took her two and a half minutes to open a can, FFS!

Pfft, you obviously don't 'get' it.

Open your mind, don't think of it as a 'can'.

It's still slow when I think of it as a zip.

Is her incorrect use of a can opener supposed to be a metaphor?

Or her incorrect use of a zipper?

I think the metaphor is: art students are fucking useless.

Wait. That's not a metaphor.

The stereotypical student would be highly proficient with a can opener. She was messing with your preconceptions. There are no taboos, the urination and faux shit is not shocking, with the most exceptional feature being a mundane inability to use a can opener; and the conventional sexist overtones that lie therein.

I feel when I question the reasoning behind something it is usually my first observation or instinct that prevails. What a crock of shit.

A mate of mine at school was hiding in the attic with a torch (was bunking school off when mum came home). Finding himself in serious need of a pee, he dismantled the torch and filled the body. When his mum eventually left, it took him half an hour and several injuries to get out of the attic, as he no longer had a torch.

I always thought he was a bit thick.

Never realised he was inacting a metaphor to mess with our preconceptions.

I feel when I question the reasoning behind something it is usually my first observation or instinct that prevails. What a crock of shit.

+1 to that, however I have to say that on the odd occasion I do re-assess my initial dismissal of work and change my mind.... Very rarely.

Having been through art school I was pretty shocked how few art students actually knew anything about their subject, their own work, the context they are making art in... and the school made no attempt to redress this-they just wanted students making something that looked like art and could therefore be 'justified'. Regardless of how many hundreds of times it had been done before. Plus most of them are little fuckheads that are still traipsing around living off mummy and daddys cash and pretending to make work and being 'ironic' at every available opportunity...

made me think of this for some reason http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0120770/

jesus

Dear God!

What a bunch of weapons!

^ This!

We first spotted PA Smith as he was popping into Harrods to DJ for DKNY event. A Dj by night and brand director by day, PA’s uber-cool credentials (come on, he calls himself PA) had nothing to do with him reaching the final twelve. It was those socks, oh and the fantastic navy blue worker suit that got him the gig.

Chump.

whats wrong with his neck?

"When wearing tweed, for instance, Jack prefers to go by the name of “Cecil”."

It's a fucking gold mine...nah..mine field of arse rags.

whats wrong with his neck?

Work injury? He's actually a plumber from Ilford called Dave. (His wife washed his socks with her knickers)

*it was a repost
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Oh FFS! ^

no one saw it

From the moment we spotted Peter Masters on the drizzly streets of Manchester, we knew he’d make it into the final 12. Maybe it was the Rasputin-style facial hair, the immaculate layering, or maybe it was just his easy charisma – either way Masters stood out a mile. A designer of everything from furniture to adverts, Peter also has a passion for vintage cars, he was about to buy a “Sunbeam Stilleto” when we spoke to him.

That mother fucking cardigan is making me wretch.

Street Bum accosted by magazine journalist

Maybe it was the Rasputin-style facial hair.

The last guy makes me feel uncomfortable in his skintight get-up.

jesus

What a total load of toss.