So I spent the greater part of this week in Austin, TX. If you have never been there, well first of all you are missing out on some quality eateries. Secondly, Austin is like the hipster capitol of Texas. I have nothing against hipster, let me start there, I just could never pull off the kind of clothes that a hipster must wear. The skinny jeans, the deep V-Neck t-shirts (I prefer modest V’s), the messy hair with copious amounts of facial hair (mustaches are in right now apparently). Walking around, I felt my coolness level was nowhere near what it needed to be for me to call Austin my home.
Then, I spent last night in Fort Worth with some friends. I was wearing my usual attire (jean shorts and a modest V-Neck). I grew up in Fort Worth, a town I affectionately call Funkytown (If you urban dictionary Funkytown, Fort Worth is the first definition, just FYI). I was not a very stylish youth, and I have carried that into my adult age. I was walking down Main Street and saw yuppies (a term for young professionals that I recently learned) everywhere. This was new for me. Dallas had always been yuppieville, but it has bled over into the streets of Funkytown. There are trendy wine bars with outdoor couches, the restaurants have definitely upped in scale and price. I felt underdressed in my own home town.
Then I began to wonder. I have recently decided to move back to Fort Worth, and have felt good about that decision, but this
threw me off. I know I have always wanted to live in a city, and blogged about it endlessly here, but I asked myself, “Jacob, are you cool enough for this town?” Now, yuppies, for the most part, can’t help it that they have to dress nice and trendy for work, but I wonder if I will ever have a job that requires me to have a similar look. Will I be tempted to spend my money on keeping up with the trends of yuppies everywhere, or will I be able to resist it, live simply and be ‘gulp’ uncool.
Let’s be honest here. Everyone wants to be cool, unique yet something that people admire, mysteriously put together and yet neatly messy. Or whatever the trend is at the time, whether we are onboard with it or the anti-it, we all get some confidence in our cool factor. Thus I have identified my first battle of city living, trying to find Jesus in all this trendiness.
How much should I care about the clothes that I have, the way my facial hair is, the style of my hair, the shoes that I have, the bike that I ride, the laptop that I type away on (its a Mac incase you were wondering…*trend points*)? How much of it is me keeping up with the Jones’ or just purchasing a good product? How much of it is me trying to find my identity in the things that our culture has said defines us, or me just buying the things necessary for life, or freely buying things that add to its enjoyment?
If you have any answers to these questions, I would love to hear them. I know I should spend less time thinking about what is cool and more time thinking about what is following Jesus. I hope someday that I can walk down the street and be completely oblivious to the fact that I am not cool enough to be where I am.