One sunny Sunday afternoon I was hanging out with my gorgeous wife “Mrs. Hipster Hunter” when she decided to bring to my attention that my love for walking around our local area and beaches naked was totally inappropriate and embarrassing for her… and also illegal. So to please the Mrs. and save some money on fines, I decided to create a my own clothing brand, fit for all man kind, incorporating the best materials functionality and feel with a touch of humor.
After much research, I discovered a peculiar species called “The Hipster”. I was quite impressed with their attention to detail, with the fancy haircuts, manicured beards, freshly pressed shirts and pink shorts… sorry I meant “salmon” colored shorts. Being a man with unkept hair, dodgy looking ranga beard and a love for hunting all sorts of prey, from wild bore, kangaroos and Burleigh barrels. I thought I should add Hipsters to the list.
Well apparently that’s illegal as well, so my wife tells me. She reckons, “why don’t you do some funny sketches taking the piss out of the hipsters and print them on some shirts”. WOW, I was blown away. What a GREAT IDEA. I truly don’t know what i would ever do without the Mrs. So that was it, Hipster Hunter was born…