Perhaps picking on the hipsters is a little tired now, but it just seemed so easy.  So I thought.  With our attempt of the mustache finger, she ended up coming across more as a French artist, or worse, as Hitler.  That terrible dress was mine as a child.  I think we bought it in a cheesy Las Vegas souvenir shop in the early 80s.  The candy bag is from Urban Outfitters for obvious reasons, though a reusable bag from Whole Foods would have worked just as well. The boots weren’t first choice, but as you might imagine, our house currently looks like a costume shop threw up in it which means there are many things we can’t locate. Threw on the skinny jeans, as well as an unneeded  scarf and pair of glasses of course.  And then I felt as though an Instagramish effect was needed for the overall look.  I’m sure the true hipsters have moved beyond such passé things as these, but it’s hard to keep up;)