Drew Hoolhorst recently confessed to being a cross between a “bro” and a “hipster” in an article on Bold Italic. In said article he attempts to bridge the gap between the Mission and the Marina. I fear that the aging populace in the rest of the city (like myself) looks on at their animosity with a mixture of disappointment and envy: “when will they grow up?” and “why did I get so old?”
As you can clearly see, the Dogpatch (and Upper Dogpatch, I guess) is the neighborhood of designers. Urban decay is catnip for lovers of typography. A one-hundred-fifty year old brick wall? Be still my beating pinterest**.
** one year ago that would have been a tumblr joke