The very fact that you don’t have to wear the standard issue hipster cliche uniform tells me you are more hip than you know. Recently, I was in a secret society of some of the biggest movers and shakers from the 70s punk movement — all women. You had to wear a caftan to get in. I had to buy a caftan at a thrift store. The dorkier you are, the hipper you are. It’s an immutable truth in quantum physics that I just made up.