A covert or low key Hipster, whose eccentric and gimmicky grooming fashionismo is pretendedly non intentional and accidental.
In reality, the Naivster spends enormous amounts of time and effort constructing his quirky and uniquely trendy appearance and persona. He draws inspiration from less well known sources and brands, and can combine classic preppy items with freaky accents.
The Naivster regularly insists that his style and demeanor does not have anything out of the ordinary and is not artificially construed.
-What's up with that liquid ink ballpen tucked high up inside your t-shirt collar?
-Nothing... Why?
-What's up with that strange old lady necklace/bracelet?
-This old thing? I've always had it with me!
-You're such a Naivster!!!
"Navrigate? I never nagrivate! I'm just reminding you that Mom's house is on the left, and if you keep driving so fast you're going to miss the turn! That's not nagrivating! And signal this time! You always forget to signal until it's too late!"
The behavior made by a car-mounted or hand-held GPS navigation system when you fail to make a turn or otherwise leave the precalculated route. Typically this is done by endlessly saying "Recalculating..." and "Turn here" each side street you pass.
Man, I hate that nagivation system. All it ever does is "Recalculating..." "recalculating...", so I threw it out the window and told it "Recalculate THIS!"
The role self-assigned by/to the person in the passenger or back seat of a car who insists on giving unwanted and endless streams of useless directions, much to the annoyance of the driver.
"Look, I'm driving this car. I know where I'm going and yes, I can see that stop light. I don't need a Naginator."