That makes me think of a series I stopped reading even though I do like other things by the author. The books are the Nuala McGrail series by Andrew Greeley and I enjoyed the series at first but it really got on my nerves after a while that one character, Dermot, kept insisting he wasn't a yuppie yet loved talking about his Mercedes, the elite yacht clubs he'd take his wife to, having a house on Lake Michigan and mind you, a house in a very well to do part of the beach.
Dude, we get it, you're loaded and don't have to work because you made some kind of mistake when you were a stock broker. And your family's loaded too. We get that as well. I'd like you a lot more if you weren't trying to make the reader believe that you're humble despite having money when you're making sure they know just how rich you and your wife are. There's nothing wrong with being wealthy and enjoying what you can afford, really, but rubbing your wealth in the faces of others while pretending you're just like every other middle class person is just annoying.
Edited to add: I still enjoy the Bishop Blackie series, and was rather amused at how he seemed rather annoyed that his family insist he get rid of his old car and replaced it with an expensive brand new SUV that he really didn't enjoy driving. That and it was hard to be the invisible auxillary bishop when one is driving a big black and fancy SUV. He much preferred having an older car (A mustang, I think it was) that was very cool but didn't make him stick out quite as much.