LOVE the article. You know, I see so many "grups" walking down 14th Street: those folks that make sure their clothing never really fits properly or that their hair never really looks clean. They would NEVER go to STARBUCKS because it's just TOO commercial, so they walk around instead with a half-caf, soy, no foam, sugar-free vanilla latte and a vegan pie from Sparky's. Even if we are not yet grups, we all strive to look cool and tortured and INTENSE and not care what other people think (because, honestly, fuck 'em), while we secretly hope that we're listening to the right music and reading the right book (myself included). Frankly, it's exhausting to try to fit-in-without-looking-like-I'm-trying-to-fit-in-and-secretly-wishing-I-still-smoked-because-smokers-look-like-hip-artists-and-counting-the-days-until-my-ipod-comes-in-the-mail-so-that-I-can-have-the-coolest-play-lists-EVER. And by the way, my favorite bit of the article:
"'I even remember meeting this guy who was around my age, who was wearing an expensive blazer, and on the lapel was a London Calling button. Who the fuck wears that? That’s what I wore when I was 18 in art school! And you’re the same age as me? And you’re wearing it again?' He pauses, then adds, 'And you know what? Giving your kid a mohawk is fucked up, too.'"
Fucking brilliant.
P.S. The spell-check does not like the words grup, Starbucks, or fuck. What does that say, I wonder? Ahh, back to the not-so-gruppily-subtle superficiality of America's Next Top Model.
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He also pinpoints something I hadn't realized was so prevelant-- the grup fear of career. Maybe it was just the downfall of CTSG, but I think I've seen a 30-something or ten who has shunned the corner office in favor of vacation time and not bowing down to "the man" (and his big paycheck offers...)
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