Bourgeois Deviant

Sunday, September 03, 2006

Guilty Pleasures: Realized Edition

First, let me say that the call is still out there for your delicious guilty pleasures.

That said, as if to help me get back in the swing of things...

Ages ago when Mrs. Deviant and I first found out that we were expecting BFD (then 3B), we knew we would have to get some gear for the kid. Being in NYC, the hub of all things trendy and new, we saw a lot of folks with Bugaboo strollers. The more we observed, the more we gleaned that there was a total attitude that came with those particular strollers. We quickly determined that we weren't having any part of it.

Back in April, I wrote this little bit about an alternative to the Bugaboo that would both satisfy our need to give our child the best and, at the same time, stick it to those Bugaboo parents. For those of you who are too lazy to follow the link, we got ourselves a Micralite stroller w/ newborn carry cot. Since BFD has been with us, it has served extremely well.

Today, the Mrs. and I decided to take the little man out for a stroll through Prospect Park. We hadn't been there in a while and BFD had yet to debut there. So, off we went with the kid in the Micralite. Brooklyn, it has been said of late, is the new Manhattan. Park Slope, for those of you who don't know the neighborhood, is one of the places that allows people to say that with some degree of validity. And, as you might well guess, there are a ton of Bugaboo strollers to be seen.

While walking the slate cobbled sidewalks of the neighborhood, I noticed Bugaboo parents noticing our Micralite. The look on their faces wasn't so much one of curiosity as it was of subtle yet utter disbelief that they had been out-cooled in the stroller department. My shit eating grin was involuntary and irrepressible. My dream had come true, we had stuck it to those stuck up Bugaboo parents. Totally pleasurable and totally materialistically guilty in that pleasure.

As Dyske Suematsu said in that aforementioned post,
I feel I achieved a higher level of superficiality than anyone else has with a stroller... and about the rush I feel when I walk by Bugaboo owners. I act nonchalantly, like I didn't’t even notice them, and say silently in my head, “Suckers!” Now, I wonder what comes next in my parenthood.

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