Can I be a "y"uppie at age 39?

[cjsmith]

I just got mail: "Your Sterling Vineyards Club merchandise has shipped."

Yes indeedy, last time I was in Napa Valley (a coupla weeks ago) I joined a wine club. I had always been certain that wine clubs were for other people. You know the type: the people who get "box seats" or tile their entryways in marble or can find decent-looking clothing that fits. THOSE people. Suddenly, now I are one. This is very weird.

(The fact that joining gave me 20% off on the case I bought that day had nothing to do with my decision. Really! The deciding factor was that I can't buy that one specific wine anywhere but the winery... UNLESS I join their club. If I'm a member I can have 'em ship it to me.)

Of course I promptly forgot all about it. Now I'm reminded that the primary symptom of being a wine club member is that wine starts showing up at your house on a regular basis.

Now I want clothing that fits.

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[quasigeostrophy.livejournal.com]

Now I want clothing that fits.

Demanding, aren't we? That's the sign of yuppie-dom. ;-)

[cjsmith.livejournal.com]

I was talking to our VP of sales yesterday and he mentioned that he's just an inch taller than "the average man" and can buy clothing anywhere without worry. Dear Lord, what that must be like! I have ONE kind of jeans I can buy (they don't fit AT ALL well, but I can wear them), and ONE kind of bra (also doesn't fit at all well, but stays on, and it's discontinued), and let's not even talk about shoes.