The disgusting and unholy cross between a hippy and a hipster. What was once a care-free, mother earth-loving, ungroomed individual has been irreversibly transformed into a moccasin-wearing, sanskrit-tattooing piece of shit who thinks they are an "activist" even though they have not voted in a single election. Their music can only be described as budha-step and all their tye-dye shirts were shamefully purchased at Urban Outfitters. Because of the clear conflict between the hipster and hippy philosophies, this person hides a great deal of self-loathing behind hair feathers, mysticism, and a medical marijuana license. Don't let them show you their art. Ever.
by wessideride January 06, 2012