Things that are unintentional status symbols.

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Anonymous wrote:Transfer station (town dump) sticker on older station wagon from town where vaca home is.

I love this, but do you have to be from New England to get it?

Nope. Central Virginia has these, too (I lived on a horse farm for a while -- would have been great if I'd been a sociologist).

OK -- I get it -- I'm thinking of a former colleague who went to UVA, lived in Old Town, and had a "country place" near Orange with horses and dogs and shabby chic furniture covered with dog hair (inherited, of course) . PP, I believe we may be kindred spirits as armchair sociologists.

having numerous overland stickers on old cars for Great Point on Nantucket; having a particular dog that does not shed - a Portuguese Water Dog.

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Anonymous wrote:^^i thought it was just a brown paper lunch bag. Although I don't see how that equates to status.

Ice cream used to get packed in extra-thick paper bags for insulation. The bags were the size of a brown paper bag you'd use for a sack lunch, but the ice cream bag was essentially free, so using it would be a sign of thrift (vs buying a pack of brown paper bags).

In the 1930s? When the heck was this?

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No, in the 1980s. I remember these.

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Anonymous wrote:Ice cream paper bag from giant for your lunch bag. At least it was when I was a kid

I love this. Also the kids who, on picture day, had the largest packages and extras checked off for the most money. Though these aren't really status symbols (and may or may not even be linked to actual wealth status), they sure are for kids. Probably a different thread though.

Are you all saying these are high class or low class?

I have had (and will send DD) to school w/ lunch in a Giant ice cream paper bag b/c we are frugal and we recycle and care about the earth. We will re-use these paper bags (and Ziploc bags -- the sturdy kind) until they are not use-able anymore

On the other hand, school pictures? No, I will not buy them. I think they are cheap and low-class and my parents never bought them and I never buy them either. I consider people who buy a lot of them pretty low-class or climbing class. I spring for a professional photo shoot for DD for her Christmas card photo each year b/c I think those are nicer! My MIL asked me if she could have copies of DD's school pics and she has this pic frame with like 12 holes in it for each of her kids' and each of her grandkids' school pics over the 12 years of schooling and I think that is lower middle class and/or climbing class. I told her I do not buy school photos but I would be happy to send her extra copies of the Christmas card pics. I felt snobby when I was saying I did not get the school photos b/c I do not care for them, but I felt it also said something about us in that she automatically thought everybody does buy the school photos, without question, and I obviously do not.

So, all in all, with the paper bag issue and the school pics issue, I don't know if this is saying I am high class or low class or something in between!

Well, based on this post alone, I tag you as "low class." You are welcome.

I don't even know where to begin with this! This is so funny!!

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Anonymous wrote:Walking to the grocery store because you simply cannot abide having to freeze some chicken.

Owning a Vitamix, a Sodastream, and a Nespresso.

Not wearing make-up.

That's me! I have great skin and I am 50. People ask me what I have gotten done. The only thing I can tell them is that I seldom wash my face. I mean months go by and I do not put soap. What ever water flows on it while I am showering, that's the extent of care. I wipe at night with coconut oil and damp cloth. I hate touching my face. I am so damn pleased that it is a status symbol.

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Jeep Wranger, Toyota FJ Cruiser and 4Runner, all are overpriced and stupid impractical cars.

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Anonymous wrote:Walking to the grocery store because you simply cannot abide having to freeze some chicken.

Owning a Vitamix, a Sodastream, and a Nespresso.

Not wearing make-up.

That's me! I have great skin and I am 50. People ask me what I have gotten done. The only thing I can tell them is that I seldom wash my face. I mean months go by and I do not put soap. What ever water flows on it while I am showering, that's the extent of care. I wipe at night with coconut oil and damp cloth. I hate touching my face. I am so damn pleased that it is a status symbol.

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This is a funny thread, OP! We have all sorts of photographers. High end a few times per year. Do we get a medal?

We still pay for the school photos because well, they are school photos. They capture the moment, as kitschy as it sounds. We have a display of the high end photos in a private section of our house, not for public display. Its for us, the family. So what?

These people who have something to prove with their half witted digs are hilarious!

Frankly, I don't think there are many "unintentional" status symbols in the D.C. area, as people are too busy wasting their time in pssssing contests; though 'tis fun to watch! Such train wrecks, they are.

I love reading about their idea of what should and should not be, as if they know

Did you seriously just type "'tis" in a sentence?

Pretentious douchebaggery is not a status symbol. You must watch a lot of Star Wars and go to Ren Faires.

I go to Ren Faires and watch Star Wars and I would NEVER type "tis" in a sentence. Don't stick PP on the Star Wars/Ren Faire crowd. We don't want her.

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Anonymous wrote:^^i thought it was just a brown paper lunch bag. Although I don't see how that equates to status.

Ice cream used to get packed in extra-thick paper bags for insulation. The bags were the size of a brown paper bag you'd use for a sack lunch, but the ice cream bag was essentially free, so using it would be a sign of thrift (vs buying a pack of brown paper bags).

In the 1930s? When the heck was this?

I remember this in the 70s.