I went to the Peckham car boot sale a couple of weeks ago and it was overrun by pretentious hipster types, 10 years ago it definitely wasn’t like that.
it was weird because there was a mix of old school Peckham locals still selling but also new hipsters who keep house of sunny in business, wear huge scrunchies unironically and think putting their pronouns in their bio is a powerful political statement.
I guess it’s just the nature of the ever evolving London landscape. 10 years ago it was bearded hipsters in shoreditch now it’s tiktok activists in Peckham and home county hunnies in Brixton
I feel like I go through literary luvvies insta accounts with a checklist;
• a reference to Nora Ephron somewhere (honestly the hold Nora Ephron has on these girls…)
• mentioning they wear vintage at least once.
• a shot of their living room with an insane amount of books in the shelves because, they are writers guys didn’t you know?
• a big up post to a fellow writer who is an absolute cookie cutter version of them
• a love of cooking (preferably pasta) or gardening
• a fringe. My god these gals love bangs.
• captioning a picture with a fairly obscure quote
• a [week/weekend/overnight stay] of [insert whimsical activity x 3] under a picture of sunlight streaming into a room AND/OR a quirky selfie
• cute childhood photo they pretend isn’t cute with a try-hard humourous caption
• probably follows babakganjei
• live in a victorian townhouse (usually converted to a flat) in London, obviously. Walls will be white with a feature fireplace and a cocktail chair. Fireplace will be covered in brass candlesticks and potted plants.
• picture of a book being held up - in case you missed the bookcase full of books. They’re writers guys remember? They’re bookworms and love to read, and don’t you forget it!
• a shoe selfie inexplicably because.. it’s
artsy