I had to chuckle at the recent article on Dream (“Bourgie Nights,” 7/26). Sara Godfrey is not black, is totally outside of the “bourgeois” loop, or has simply never set foot in Dream. If she had, she would’ve noticed the Burberry-obsessed, Gucci-jacket-and-pants-ensemble-sporting, hoochy-skirt wearing crowd that I seem to catch whenever I go. Since when did ghetto fabulousness become bourgeois?
News flash: Every person driving a nice car, wearing expensive clothing, or spending $250 on a bottle of champagne is not wealthy, and every black person with money is not a member of the black bourgeoisie. Hey, let’s be honest here: Not every wealthy person makes money legitimately.
Not to say that there aren’t any bourgeois folks up at Dream. But truth be told: The formula is that there is no formula. The truly bourgeois do their own thing, in their own circles, at their own private locations. They’re not only an exclusive group, they’re elusive as well—perhaps that’s why so few people seem to be able to recognize them.