soapbox

The stroller came on Saturday and got put together pretty easily. It took a fair bit of rotating things 90 degrees and saying “oooh, this is the way it’s supposed to go!”

Then, with it together, we had to test it out on a walk. So we went to Starbucks…

Let me put the picture together for you… A guy in a fashionably rumpled ivy league t-shirt and cargo pants wearing name-brand flip-flops (admittedly, they were only Reefs, but still) pushing a Bugaboo Chameleon stroller into Starbucks while occasionally looking at his iPhone. Luckily, Kirsten was dressed like a normal human, but it made me think about ways that we could really max out the yuppie scumness.

1) I needed some trendy Ray Ban or Persol sunglasses. (That’s really the only thing I was missing, although Crocs might have helped.)
2) Kirsten should have been wearing some Juicy sweats and Uggs with a Harvard shirt. Ideally, she’d round things out with some big sunglasses, preferably with giant Gucci or Chanel logos on the sides.
3) Rather than a Volvo, we should have gotten into either a Land Rover or a Porsche Cayenne.

I’m going to work on it.