What do you call the hippy dippy art teacher new age chick drawl?

Be honest. What sore spot did I just poke? Share how that feeeeeeeeeeels.

Uncool.

Context please?

Homepage. flonks is bald. Bosstone was trying to make a point about false sincerity.

Ogre, who is also bald.

What are you talking about?
Edit: Oh. Nice.
Well, that should show you that I am NOT a pony-tail guy, so you did not find a sour spot.

Re: the above: I admittedly didn’t catch on immediately about Bosstone’s “false sincerity” point. It was quite well made, actually. So I’ll just leave this apology lying around somewhere and hope interested parties find it after I go back to lurking.

:smiley:

<Bump> on my request for an example or two.

Can you share the educational background of your gf? Mine is PhD Psych, and our social circle is littered with PhD Psychs and Psych D’s and I am having a hard time picturing this stereotype.

All of the ones I am familiar with actually DO work with developmentally delayed folks for a living right now, and they still don’t talk that way.

Oh god the phoniness of that upset me so much I want to eat a kitten every time I see this thread.

Woah. I didn’t even look at the page. Go me. :smack: I wouldn’t have said that if I’d known, I just grabbed the first thing I thought of. But hey, it worked out anyway.

Bosstone, in the process of balding.

BA in Art, Master of Clinical Counseling.

Yeah,…if you guys could provide VarlosZ with an example…that’d be great.

:smiley:

Here’s a real-like male version of the inflection.

:wink:

Do you still have your outline/notes? I’d love to read 'em.

This is a bit off from some of the descriptions, but the art teacher from “Ghost World” might be a close match for an example…

Here’s part #4 of the movie (which seems to have been uploaded in its entirety), which starts off midway through the teacher’s “art film” being shown to a group of students. You get a good feel for her personality in the first minute and a half of the clip.

In my experience (thanks to a New Age-y ex-wife), psychic fairs are great places to meet dippy, beaded, patchouli-scented women who have no sense of “personal space.”

Okay, thanks, I can grok that. (Saw *Ghost World *when it came out, actually – not great, but I liked it.)

That was it, although combined with the “commercial pitchman” inflection also.

Sadly, I call this annoying pseudo-hippie troll my brother’s wife. Every example upthread describes her to a T, especially the boundaries/manipulation points noted by Binarydrone.
This particular example is a “Nutrition and Wellness Counselor”, heavy on the “BE WELL” bullshit.
My entire family hates her, and we all refer to her as either the Nutri-Hag or her alternate name, Mimi LaDouche. Mimi - because despite all of her deeply caring earth-mama affectations, she really is all about ME ME ME.

I realize I’m not helping to identify the origins of this hideous phenomenon, but I consider any opportunity to talk shit about her a wonderful, spiritual, enlightening and precious gift to be fully, deeply experienced.