The u in yuppie implies “urban”, and I don’t really consider those living in suburban McMansions to be true yuppies. Being upper middle class and under 45 simply isn’t enough to be a yuppie, IMHO.
When I was living in Denver at the peak of that city’s affluenzia in the late 1990s/early 2000s, there was a distinct difference between the young professional urban upper middle class, and the young professional* suburban* upper middle class.
A young suburban couple with lots of disposable income throws it in a somewhat different direction than those living in the inner city. Let’s picture a happily married couple, both lawyers or working for Janus Funds or something like that, living in Highlands Ranch. What are their spending and personal habits like?
House: 4,000 square foot tract mansion on a cul-de-sac. Three bedrooms, five full bathrooms, his-and-hers walk-in closets, vaulted ceilings and Palladian windows.
Furniture: Thomasville, Ethan Allen.
Vacation: skiing, Las Vegas, Mexico, Caribbean.
Toys: “smart house” with expensive home theater system.
Dining: higher-end chains (Macaroni Grill, P.F. Chang’s, California Pizza Kitchen, etc.).
Vehicle: large American SUV.
Music: classic rock.
Clothes: higher-end mall stores.
Let’s have a look at the yuppies in the city limits … a happily married couple, both working in marketing at some company whose name ends in “ient,” which “offers robust- scalable, mission critical end-to-end e-business solutions for Global 1000 customers.”
House: 1,500 square foot loft in LoDo or an Arts and Crafts-style bungalow in a one-time middle class neighborhood. Original woodwork with built-ins, two bedrooms, one bathroom, tiny closets and $3,000 armoires.
Furniture: Restoration Hardware, Quatrine.
Vacation: Provence, Tuscany, Patagonia, Napa County, South Africa Wine Route.
Toys: Viking oven, Sub-Zero refrigerator, Miele dishwasher.
Dining: Very trendy urban restaurants with well-known chefs and servers. Really cares about who happens to be working in the kitchen, as reported in pretentious Westword restaurant reviews.
Vehicle: luxury Japanese or German SUV.
Music: smooth jazz or AAA (adult album alternative, i.e. acoustic, folk and jam rock).
Clothes: REI, EMS, Patagonia.
There’s still a few old-school 1980s Reagan/Thatcher yuppies around. They’re the originals; BMW-driving greed-driven folks who took delight in hostile takeovers, a la Wall Street. They’re idealized in stock photography of corporate types shaking hands, running through O’Hare, or with an inspired “I’m a visionary” look upwards towards the top of a shiny office tower. They’re still the ones that yammer on about “excellence,” “total quality management,” and “just-in-time delivery,” who have Successories posters on their office walls. Today’s yuppies, on the other hand, talk about “robust data warehousing solutions” and have French advertising poster reproductions in place of the old-school yupster’s inspirational handshake image.