A few years back a guy I know found his photo in a list of the most hipster-infested parts of the country, from a major publication. He didn't look at it and get angry, though, he looked at it and did a serious question about where he went so wrong and what he had become. He spent the next two months doing a major (though budget) makeover, and did so extremely successfully.
Meanwhile, my best friend is incredibly anti-hipster and refuses to go to Brooklyn for any reason. He's a banker, but married a woman who's a bit crunchy. So now, when he makes his hipster rants, he's possibly in his suit, but more likely in a flannel shirt, beard, beanie, and a Patagonia micropuff. He is absolutely what he fears, haha.