As an actual native New Englander, this thread feels extremely weird to me.

I'm from the south and have never heard anything about them being cheap. This is entertaining and interesting.

https://www.amazon.com/CHEAP-We-Trust-Misunderstood-American/dp/0316030287

We went from a country that valued thriftiness to one that disdains it. Misunderstood virtue indeed.

Please tell me what is wrong with your examples? I do personally think a potluck wedding it a tad much, but it does no one harm to live within your means and make your dollar go farther. These penny pinchers are the ones who diligently pay their taxes and make our world go 'round. In fact it is downright refreshing to hear about frugality in this age of conspicuous spending culture. What I do take issue with is spending dollars that aren't yours and having to rely on other peoples' tax money to sustain yourself.

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Anonymous wrote:It’s called yankee frugality and is a well documented phenomenon.

It's WASP culture. Keep the money in the family

No WASP family would host a potluck wedding.

But they would absolutely host a tented luncheon reception. An aunt or some other elder would actually wear her ancient kid gloves to the church.

What's wrong with a tented luncheon reception? I'm so bored with the usual dinner and dancing receptions I go to, my eyes are about to roll back in my head. I'd love to see more lunch receptions, or even breakfast ones, like they do in old British novels!

Anonymous wrote:I just got back from a 2 month assignment in Boston. I know not everyone is like the Kennedy’s but my word are some people CHEAP. I’m not just talking frugal. Like cheap.

OP just wondering what you care? Do you need money from them? This a weird arbitrary post.

I live in the Boston area, and this is not my experience at all.

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Anonymous wrote:It’s called yankee frugality and is a well documented phenomenon.

It's WASP culture. Keep the money in the family

No WASP family would host a potluck wedding.

But they would absolutely host a tented luncheon reception. An aunt or some other elder would actually wear her ancient kid gloves to the church.

Most beautiful and wedding I ever went to was in my cousins back yard overlooking bar harbor. Tent, dj, September afternoon clam/lobster bake. All food was delivered by guests, who also were lobstermen and chefs. Ended with a bonfire and smores

Proud, thrifty New Englander.

My favorite was my sister’s — in my parents’ back yard with a rented tent, catering entirely my aunts (we have 10, all of whom like to cook) and grandparents, photography by a local teen, music by guests who brought their instruments. Morning wedding, lunch reception, happy couple headed out to their honeymoon that afternoon.

The clam bake -> s’mores also sounds lovely. Definitely miss New England now.

The food, environment and the people make a wedding, event or celebration - the intangibles. Not so much in the DMV area. I think that is what OP might be trying to get at.

Anonymous wrote:I just got back from a 2 month assignment in Boston. I know not everyone is like the Kennedy’s but my word are some people CHEAP. I’m not just talking frugal. Like cheap.

OP, you seem like you don't know anything about other places, especially Boston. I feel sad for you. Get out and enjoy the world!

I grew up in New England in the 90s. Will never forget my dad taking me to the Gap one time when socks were 3 pairs for 9 dollars. He said “Wow! That’s like wearing gold on your feet!”

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Anonymous wrote:They think JCrew and Gap are designer clothing.

Plus what is the deal with the sloppiness-in how they dress, how they keep their houses and yards?

Yikes. That's not the burn you think it is

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Anonymous wrote:It’s called yankee frugality and is a well documented phenomenon.

It's WASP culture. Keep the money in the family

No WASP family would host a potluck wedding.

But they would absolutely host a tented luncheon reception. An aunt or some other elder would actually wear her ancient kid gloves to the church.

Most beautiful and wedding I ever went to was in my cousins back yard overlooking bar harbor. Tent, dj, September afternoon clam/lobster bake. All food was delivered by guests, who also were lobstermen and chefs. Ended with a bonfire and smores

Proud, thrifty New Englander.

My favorite was my sister’s — in my parents’ back yard with a rented tent, catering entirely my aunts (we have 10, all of whom like to cook) and grandparents, photography by a local teen, music by guests who brought their instruments. Morning wedding, lunch reception, happy couple headed out to their honeymoon that afternoon.

The clam bake -> s’mores also sounds lovely. Definitely miss New England now.

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Anonymous wrote:Sigh - this thread makes me miss New England!

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Anonymous wrote:It’s called yankee frugality and is a well documented phenomenon.

It's WASP culture. Keep the money in the family

No WASP family would host a potluck wedding.

But they would absolutely host a tented luncheon reception. An aunt or some other elder would actually wear her ancient kid gloves to the church.

Most beautiful and wedding I ever went to was in my cousins back yard overlooking bar harbor. Tent, dj, September afternoon clam/lobster bake. All food was delivered by guests, who also were lobstermen and chefs. Ended with a bonfire and smores

Proud, thrifty New Englander.

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Not something you could explain to outsiders.

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Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:It’s called yankee frugality and is a well documented phenomenon.

It's WASP culture. Keep the money in the family

No WASP family would host a potluck wedding.

But they would absolutely host a tented luncheon reception. An aunt or some other elder would actually wear her ancient kid gloves to the church.

Most beautiful and wedding I ever went to was in my cousins back yard overlooking bar harbor. Tent, dj, September afternoon clam/lobster bake. All food was delivered by guests, who also were lobstermen and chefs. Ended with a bonfire and smores

Proud, thrifty New Englander.