After a year in nyc...sad to say i havnt met any "true" hippie chicks. Theres gotta be at least a few out there : ) We need to get together! and smoke a joint.. Peace and LOVE
Certain smoking-hot chicks have all the intelligence of smoking-pot chicks...they consider the brain an accessory just like their heart-shaped ankle locket or their Juicy Couture bag. Infact if they literally had half a frontal lobe and the other half was on sale at Bloomingdale's, they'd only buy it because it's pink.
Well, I'm a NYC chick, and i'd consider myself a hippie. It's rather easy to be a hippie in NYC when you're living under your parents funds.