Hipsters beware: This post may lead to self-destruction.
I don’t throw this term around often but I can’t think of better way of putting it: Brad Getty is a flippin’ ROCK STAR. Fact.
Being the perfect daughters we are, my sister and I made it our mission to find dad a winner of a Father’s Day present this year and by gosh Nelly, did we ever!
Frisco-based Getty has been preaching his literal gems on his blog Dads Are The Original Hipster for a couple of years now and has now released a mixed-bag of his best in his book of the same title. Y’all can score it here.
This Yoda wordsmith amusingly points out the harsh yet resounding fact that our fathers are indeed the inventors of this current “Hipster” trend, long before Urban Dictionary even made the term official.
All your standard clichés are mentioned: the mid-summer beanie, the thick-framed spec wearers with 20/20 vision, the Tom-Selleck-would-be-so-proud Mo’, along with boat shoes, suspenders, and generally looking homeless.
Here are some of my personal faves…
“Often mistaken for a Sasquatch while in the woods… You know how your dad met your mum? His beard lured her in.”
“Doctors could check his pulse by watching the rhythmic beat of cotton across his femoral artery.”
“Your dad’s awesomeness poured into that sweater first and you’re tainting the fibres that once touched greatness.”
Deep V tees
“He used his chest hair as a Venus flytrap and was the only man who could ever tell a lady ‘my eyes are up here.'”
“Your dad’s hair made him look so gnar that people assumed he’d killed a man and gotten away with it.”
Well gang, how’s you like them apples ay?? As much as we all like to think we’re originally sporting that 80’s leather or raging on Woodstock style, the truth is that we are only following in someone else’s quality vintage footsteps.
Your dad is the party. He is the pied piper of panty dropping, and is the reason security deposits exist.
Show some respect.