Thursday, December 07, 2006
Born with the Platinum Spoon in her Mouth
My husband has long suspected that in several past lives I was a duchess or baroness or queen of some such. Not merely some aristocrat but one of the FEEELTHY rich.
No one had to convince me. Given any choice of goods I will invariably choose the most expensive thing in the group without ever seeing a price tag. Needless to say, he is also happy that in this lifetime, I recognize value, live simply, am easily amused and don't covet material things. Still, this car pulled alongside me on my ride home today and I was spellbound and drooling. As it pulled ahead of me so I could see the badge and identify the maker, I said aloud "Of course it is..." I tried to put it on my Amazon wishlist but they don't stock them.
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Maybe in the next life...
"Given any choice of goods I will invariably choose the most expensive thing in the group without ever seeing a price tag."
I do exactly the same thing.
That IS a beautiful car and I don't even usually notice cars!
Does it come in an SUV model? I can't sit that low anymore. I mean if I'm going to ride high, I've got to ride high!
It's so pretty! So very very pretty!
We could keep court together then, I've been told this same thing by many people, especially men. And I don't even dress like I should be keeping court.
ooooohhhh, that's so pretty! And I don't usually notice cars!
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