My father’s a trucker, making my family technically blue-collar - and Dad’s taste certainly is. However, my mother raised us with middle-class sensibilities. We’re not the “middle-middle” with the sprawling cookie-cutter houses and labrador retrievers and SUVs, but only because we lack the money. My folks have a double-wide trailer that hasn’t had wheels on it in twenty years, a nicely-landscaped yard, a gazebo, a white picket fence, a minivan and a trio of pugs.
I work in retail, so I’m working-class myself, I think. However, I’m still middle-class mentally.
When I played the living-room game and picked my ideal choices, I got “middle-middle class” with some upper-class leanings. When I picked the equivalent of what I actually have in real life, I got middle-middle with lower class leanings. This is actually pretty accurate.