NYU fashionista: Oh my god — I am, like, so poor that my parents might sell my horse!
–Washington Square Park
Hipster girl: He grew up in a neighborhood so poor his purebred dog got stolen!
–Williamsburg, Brooklyn
Confused hippie: Wait, Mexicans carry Louis Vuitton bags? I thought that they were poor. Isn’t that why we’re supposed to feel sorry for them?
–Alligator Lounge, Williamsburg, Brooklyn
Salvation Army bell ringer: Donate money for the poor! Do something good for once in your life!
–5th Ave
Overheard by: Katrina
Lady in fur coat to friend without one: Just go to Mexico — you won’t feel so poor there.
–Leaving Henri Bendel, 5th Ave
