Some people would secretly like to escape to a spa, to the mountains, to the ancient ruins of Rome, or to the library. I would secretly like to escape to a Lush life. Walking in sparkly clothing, dripping with sparkly diamonds, walking down sparkly lit streets, shopping in sparkly stores, and then hop into my black chevy silverado, and drive through the streets filled with big city lights! Okay, scratch that, my very handsome boyfriend, or chauffer, driving me past the streets filled with big city lights! In my secret life, I am luxurious!
So, the closest I can probably get, is last night with Scully, dressed in heels, P-Coats, her's burgundy and mine camel, hats and purses, walking from her high rise apartment in SLC, to the Gateway Mall, which is lit for the holidays, eat at cheap but delicious Costa Vida, and have Scully humor me while I imagined buying sparkly clothes at Banana Republic, trying on sparkly coctail rings at Z-Gallerie, and coveting EVERYTHING in Anthropologie, where I gave in and bought one, on-sale $8.00 sparkly photo frame!
I'm only happy when it rains.
5 weeks ago