Paris. 2008. Riverboat luncheon with my beloved.
I want that.
I want the good life, but I don't want to spend all my time working to pay off a credit card, or earning a living in a high flying, and equally high blood pressure inducing job.
I want the nicer things in life but don't want to eat sausages and noodles for a week just so I can afford them.
I want a beautiful home, and I want to swan around in it, dolled up to the nines. Every. Single. Day.
I can do it.