Since moving to New York my idea of what it means to be big dawgin' has seriously changed.
-By Leah Bonnema (Stand Up Comic)
If you can afford to buy real trash bags, not the dollar store brand but the classy ones with the drawstrings that don't tear off, AND blue recycling bags, you are seriously upper middle class.
Fresh vegetables on the regular.
You have pets and don't go into panic sweats when they need to go to the vet.
Couch pillows that match.
If your sheets and towels are less then five years old you must be on salary somewhere.
Name brand yoga pants.
I mentally rub one out to the idea of my own washer dryer. People who can just throw one item in a cold delicate cycle on a random Wednesday afternoon are bawlin' big time.
If you take your "Dry Clean Only" clothes to the dry cleaner instead of washing them in cold water in a salad bowl and then hanging them in the shower to dry I assume you have money to burn.