I’m rich bitch!
I want to be the first to say that I love my bugaboo, but not because it has a smooth ride, and because it is a very sensible and solid example of good industrial design. I bought it with pocket change cuz I’m rrrrrrich.ass and I wanted to piss off as many people as I could. Just for fun.
The ‘rich bitch’ title? from Chappelle’s Show. Dave Chappelle is a comic genius, and is also rich like me.
I like it when people have a sense of humor. When they don’t, they sound like David Brooks picking on (paraphrase) Park Slope moms with black on black maternity tunics. The horror of black on black, and before Labor Day too. tsk tsk.
Uckh. That sound, that clucking of the tongue when a mommy war issue pops up and one of us is chiding another for spending money irresponsibly is so hhannoying.
Why do people really care about the stupid bug or the bag? It’s okay to spend $300 on a diaper bag, but not $150? It’s okay to spend $4000 on a purse, but not on a purse that acts like a diaper bag? I think all of the above options sound a little retarded, CityMama’s post on Babble elicited some comments saying that an expensive diaper bag is not worth the money because it will get puked on…but so will EVerything else. Come. ON. To be honest, I don’t care about diaper bags. That’s not why I’m going on about this. Mine cost $50 and keep your gold star.
I’m venting because expensive strollers were mentioned…again. and I’ve got one. and I’m not rich or richass. and I used the freaking thing from the time Max was first born as a mobile bassinet and car seat stroller base and plan on making Max escort his date to the prom in it. I’m cheap and materialistic all at once…I’m a designer. That’s what we do. We spend other people’s money on kickass floors, walls and furniture, and make extremely shit salaries. The real reason I got it was because it was pretty, and it matched my eyes. Max can always go to community college.
From now on, I’m turning around and running away from any more hype about How to Spend Your Money like a Good Parent. I’ve wasted so much time thinking about it.
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i love you. this post rules. that is all.
this is funny. i love that you’re doing an “underground” blog. i’m going to end up doing this. there’s so much i want to say but can’t on the glossed over version for fam and friends. i’ll be back for a good laugh. and you enjoy that bugaboo!
tia, let me know when you’ve started your other blog. I can’t wait to hear what you really thought about all those peas.
-mox
You go girl. We need to stop picking on each other. As long as you take good care of the kid (enough to eat, warm clothes), you spend your money however you like. No need to justify it.
And you are funny, too. No worries there.
Ha ha… yes, when I do see a mom with her bugaboo, I wrinkle my nose and point out that it’s a *gasp* $1000 stroller… but only for the effect it has on childless friends. Deep inside, I know I should have gotten a bugaboo since all the money I spent on baby car seats, original combo stroller, lighter stroller since the first one is heavy as a fucking tank, then another stroller for PN to use around the block, an accessory set to make up for the fact that the third stroller came with nothing… well, let’s say we did spend about as much as we’d have if we had gotten a bugaboo in the first place.
Of course, in retrospect, PN sees my point. Back then… “Hell no! Who spends that much money on a stroller?” But then, he also thought a stroller would cost around $20. Ha ha ha ha ha…..
I had a bug – my office gave it to me. After two and a half years of devoted service, I sold it for $500. Therefore, it cost about what a maclaren would have cost.
so is this a vw bug?
do you drive max in it? just curious b/c i’ve been considering downsizing my cost and car size!
i love those bugs, but wondered about them and car seats.
I’m the person that rolls my eyes at you, but only because I’m so jealous I could explode. They are so… fing cool looking. I have a peg. It’s fine, but if I had a bug, I’d be parading it around like a teenage boy with his first hickey.