What in your definition makes someone a poseur? What is a poseur as an adult?

[Anonymous]

If you move to Durham and begin to sport Duke apparel but did not attend Duke for undergrad or grad school, are you a poseur?

If you dress differently than you do at home while on vacation, does that make you a poseur? (Exreppy for Nantucket)

What makes an adult a poseur vs. someone blending in with their environment?

[Anonymous]

Pretentious = poseur

You know it when you see it.

[Anonymous]

It isn’t just about attire.

[Anonymous]

I just take people as they come. If they're interesting and kind to others I don't care about any pretentions they may harbor.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:If you move to Durham and begin to sport Duke apparel but did not attend Duke for undergrad or grad school, are you a poseur?

If you dress differently than you do at home while on vacation, does that make you a poseur? (Exreppy for Nantucket)

What makes an adult a poseur vs. someone blending in with their environment?

Your examples reflect being an imposter only!

[Anonymous]

I don't use the word poseur ever really, but when I hear it I think of a woman I knew for a time about a decade ago. I worked with her and she was part of a social scene I was in, so we overlapped a lot and I observed her in multiple settings.

She would adjust her politics and beliefs for the group she was around, flipping from cynical centrism to far left progressivism at the drop of a hat. It was so dramatic that when I first met her, I thought maybe she was two people I was confusing with one another.

She purchased and planned outfits like she was dressing a Barbie. At work she was corporate Barbie. Socially she was chill, boho Barbie. If she vacationed in France, she was beret-and-stripes French Barbie. If she went on a safari... well you get the idea. I think a lot of her clothes were worn once or twice only, as "outfits" to match the event, and then discarded. So weird.

She was a compulsive liar and would lie most frequently to claim some special connection to a person or situation. Like this week she probably claimed she had a sibling or cousin who is an astronomer and gave her special insight into the eclipse (she seemed to have a lot of siblings and relatives with special access and knowledge, but I think she was just reading Wikipedia entries and assigning the info to a special "expert" she happened to know). If you were watching the Super Bowl, she apparently knew several people who were there. If you mentioned a restaurant, she claimed to know the owners. If you were reading a book, she knew someone at the publisher. She was a regular UMC woman from the midwest who went to an above average SLAC (not an Ivy, not a tippy top school). There was no way all of this true, maybe some of it was. I think she just felt claiming special knowledge and connections boosted her social caché? It was really weird.

Poseur.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I don't use the word poseur ever really, but when I hear it I think of a woman I knew for a time about a decade ago. I worked with her and she was part of a social scene I was in, so we overlapped a lot and I observed her in multiple settings.

She would adjust her politics and beliefs for the group she was around, flipping from cynical centrism to far left progressivism at the drop of a hat. It was so dramatic that when I first met her, I thought maybe she was two people I was confusing with one another.

She purchased and planned outfits like she was dressing a Barbie. At work she was corporate Barbie. Socially she was chill, boho Barbie. If she vacationed in France, she was beret-and-stripes French Barbie. If she went on a safari... well you get the idea. I think a lot of her clothes were worn once or twice only, as "outfits" to match the event, and then discarded. So weird.

She was a compulsive liar and would lie most frequently to claim some special connection to a person or situation. Like this week she probably claimed she had a sibling or cousin who is an astronomer and gave her special insight into the eclipse (she seemed to have a lot of siblings and relatives with special access and knowledge, but I think she was just reading Wikipedia entries and assigning the info to a special "expert" she happened to know). If you were watching the Super Bowl, she apparently knew several people who were there. If you mentioned a restaurant, she claimed to know the owners. If you were reading a book, she knew someone at the publisher. She was a regular UMC woman from the midwest who went to an above average SLAC (not an Ivy, not a tippy top school). There was no way all of this true, maybe some of it was. I think she just felt claiming special knowledge and connections boosted her social caché? It was really weird.

Poseur.

you need therapy

[Anonymous]

Generally people who accuse others of being poseurs are insecure and have a giant chip on their shoulder.

I don't know of any poseurs in real life. Everyone has personal reasons for doing what they do. I don't judge unless it's criminal.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I don't use the word poseur ever really, but when I hear it I think of a woman I knew for a time about a decade ago. I worked with her and she was part of a social scene I was in, so we overlapped a lot and I observed her in multiple settings.

She would adjust her politics and beliefs for the group she was around, flipping from cynical centrism to far left progressivism at the drop of a hat. It was so dramatic that when I first met her, I thought maybe she was two people I was confusing with one another.

She purchased and planned outfits like she was dressing a Barbie. At work she was corporate Barbie. Socially she was chill, boho Barbie. If she vacationed in France, she was beret-and-stripes French Barbie. If she went on a safari... well you get the idea. I think a lot of her clothes were worn once or twice only, as "outfits" to match the event, and then discarded. So weird.

She was a compulsive liar and would lie most frequently to claim some special connection to a person or situation. Like this week she probably claimed she had a sibling or cousin who is an astronomer and gave her special insight into the eclipse (she seemed to have a lot of siblings and relatives with special access and knowledge, but I think she was just reading Wikipedia entries and assigning the info to a special "expert" she happened to know). If you were watching the Super Bowl, she apparently knew several people who were there. If you mentioned a restaurant, she claimed to know the owners. If you were reading a book, she knew someone at the publisher. She was a regular UMC woman from the midwest who went to an above average SLAC (not an Ivy, not a tippy top school). There was no way all of this true, maybe some of it was. I think she just felt claiming special knowledge and connections boosted her social caché? It was really weird.

Poseur.

you need therapy

NP. That PP needs therapy for having eyes? No.

[Anonymous]

I think less about people wearing which particular school sweatshirt they didn’t go to. and more about the people asking here once a year about which soup kitchen their kid can volunteer at for Thanksgiving so they can teach about the less fortunate.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I think less about people wearing which particular school sweatshirt they didn’t go to. and more about the people asking here once a year about which soup kitchen their kid can volunteer at for Thanksgiving so they can teach about the less fortunate.

Bingo.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I don't use the word poseur ever really, but when I hear it I think of a woman I knew for a time about a decade ago. I worked with her and she was part of a social scene I was in, so we overlapped a lot and I observed her in multiple settings.

She would adjust her politics and beliefs for the group she was around, flipping from cynical centrism to far left progressivism at the drop of a hat. It was so dramatic that when I first met her, I thought maybe she was two people I was confusing with one another.

She purchased and planned outfits like she was dressing a Barbie. At work she was corporate Barbie. Socially she was chill, boho Barbie. If she vacationed in France, she was beret-and-stripes French Barbie. If she went on a safari... well you get the idea. I think a lot of her clothes were worn once or twice only, as "outfits" to match the event, and then discarded. So weird.

She was a compulsive liar and would lie most frequently to claim some special connection to a person or situation. Like this week she probably claimed she had a sibling or cousin who is an astronomer and gave her special insight into the eclipse (she seemed to have a lot of siblings and relatives with special access and knowledge, but I think she was just reading Wikipedia entries and assigning the info to a special "expert" she happened to know). If you were watching the Super Bowl, she apparently knew several people who were there. If you mentioned a restaurant, she claimed to know the owners. If you were reading a book, she knew someone at the publisher. She was a regular UMC woman from the midwest who went to an above average SLAC (not an Ivy, not a tippy top school). There was no way all of this true, maybe some of it was. I think she just felt claiming special knowledge and connections boosted her social caché? It was really weird.

Poseur.

you need therapy

I think the person being described needs therapy. That is a lot of very weird behavior. It most come from either very deep insecurity, or... she's a sociopath. Maybe both. Thinking Talented Mr. Ripley, or Single White Female.

[Anonymous]

Spelling poser with a French u

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I think less about people wearing which particular school sweatshirt they didn’t go to. and more about the people asking here once a year about which soup kitchen their kid can volunteer at for Thanksgiving so they can teach about the less fortunate.

Reverse for me.

Volunteering on Thanksgiving is cliche pseudoservice.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I think less about people wearing which particular school sweatshirt they didn’t go to. and more about the people asking here once a year about which soup kitchen their kid can volunteer at for Thanksgiving so they can teach about the less fortunate.

Reverse for me.

Volunteering on Thanksgiving is cliche pseudoservice.

Oh you meant you it think it's less about that aspect, not you think less of those people.