I’ve lived in Chicago for 8 years, and hipsters are a way of life. With my love of biking, eating local food, and wearing skinny jeans I, too, fall into that category most days. Then I moved to Minneapolis where hipster is a four letter word. I made the mistake of suggesting a dive bar down the street for a meet up with new friends and everyone turned up their noses, ‘OH THAT HIPSTER BAR?! YOU GO THERE?!’

$2 PBRs! Can’t EVERYONE see the merit?!

Whether you hate hipsters or not, whether you are one or not, whether you cringe at the sight of them or can’t wait to stop reading this pattern to run outside, listening to your favorite band no one has heard of, and smoke a Parliament, you’ve got to admit this tea pot cozy is hilarious. From it’s hipster glasses to it’s interchangeable mustaches, even Grandma will get a kick out of this thing.

So turn up your vintage record player and call off work (the local coffee shop will be fine without you - and you’ve got that trust fund, remember?!), because this tea pot cozy is calling your name.