Thursday, February 28, 2008

Epitome of a chic lifestyle

Haven't we all dreamed of it? The high life- being a jet-setter in nothing lower than business class, parties in yachts, charity balls and feathered masked events, dinners at Les Amis and getting fat on foie gras, but no fear because cosmetic procedures are like weekly spa visits. A nip here and a prick there to remove the fats, stimulate collagen production and basically, get a face and body stars dream of. Luxury boutiques sending invites to you - their VVIPS, front rows at catwalk shows, sipping cocktails and flirting with dolled up lashes fingers twiddling your perm (a visit to the makeup and hair artists 2 hours prior) and getting into the juicy grapevines.

That just sounded so tai-tai-esque, lol. :)

For someone 21, the 'perfect' high life living should go like this -> a room the size of people's living+dining room combined with a queen sized four poster bed with soft white veils, huge french windows and heavy curtains underlined with soft chiffon material blowing in the wind, a pretty antique white dresser with magic wand shimmer puffs and collectible perfume bottles

Walk-in wardrobe attached that is at least the size of some average HDB bedroom - chandelier lighting, victorian floral printed wallpapers, glided full length mirror and carpeted/parquet floors, rows of dresses , shoes and bags all colored coded).

Having designer bags to wear, nice fitting clothes perfectly tailored even if they're bought at Topshop, rows of River Island clothes (i think designer wear for a 21 yr old is a bit too severe, high street sounds fine enough)..

A personal car. A huge living room to talk to family members. A library with study tables that inspires... a dog of my own, preferably a teddy bear toy poodle, a big Golden Retriever..

A family of warmth and love, dinners with everyone present at least twice a week..

Having fantastic fabulous friends, who are either "in the league" or out of the league but are genuinely nice people whom you want to share your happiness with..

Sigh. =) It's just a dreamy dream.

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