I dated a richer guy for a couple months(not like super *ing wealthy, but retire with a couple million wealthy), I liked how outrageous his independence allowed him to be. He was kind of talented hair dresser who owned a couple salons and was also a felon. He would ride around in a $100,000+ Benz and was connected to bougie white folk, one willed him a nice 2 story house in her will. He was a complete psychopath that wanted to date straight men because he didn’t like gay people, even though he was flamboyantly gay. He would go on racist rants about gay black men and was very controlling, trying to get his hooks into you. Offering to buy you a nice car, make calls to get you a job, etc. He didn’t really want you to achieve those things on your own, he wanted you dependent on him. Everyone loved the guy everywhere we went, he would tip generously, do people favors, get them hook ups, etc. He used to talk about how he could see spirits and had a personal relationship with Jesus, etc.
The insecure young man that was getting picked up out the hood in a head turning luxury car, treated like royalty and being offered a sense of security he never had before loved dating a successful guy. Overlooked a lot of crazy to do so and had fun. But it only lasted a couple of months before that initial culture shock wore off and I’m stuck looking at the person, not the connections or wealth.
I’m trying to say is yeah those things are nice, but it’s not even a consideration when choosing who to sleep with or date. I could give a *less about social standing, wealth or connections these days. Just give me a dorky skinny white boy with an ass as thick as his glasses and I’ll be alright.