On the way to sprend $6 on my addiction
I’d like to think that I am a modest person; brought up on my parent’s quasi-Buddhist and idiosyncratic beliefs. I was born in poverty with absolutely nothing; raised with not much more and now am living the life I had worked so hard for giving me an appreciation for hard work and more importantly, smart work.
I don’t like to gloat about my achievements or boast of my feats. Everyone has their own goals and their paths in achieving them and when they succeed, I am thrilled for them because I know that joyous feeling of accomplishment. I prefer to celebrate my achievements quietly, secretly plotting grander and more difficult goals to tackle; which all manifests in the things I indulge and reward myself with.
Being modest has now just become my way of life. That is why it was so surprising the other day when I went downstairs from work to purchase Friday’s Australian Financial Review and while ordering my jumbo double shot skim soy latte, I thumbed through the AFR magazine and when I arrived at page 80 and an audible gasp escaped from my thought.
And there it was, the latest accomplishment being featured modestly and discreetly. A symbol of success and a reminder of hard work is not without its rewards. Featured in a half page spread: my fabulously stunning Louis Vuitton tie.
On the way to pick up my new favourite glossy: Vogue LivingThe letter of the month seems to be M.
First, there is the re-emergence of Madonna on the pop music scene. After spending the past few years wallowing in motherhood and politically charged music, she has finally regained her composure and released an album that is unashamedly camp and simply hard to resist.
The other big M this month is the beginning of my career at JP Morgan. Then there is the launch of McDonalds’ world first concept dining concept a la café style. Then there is the news of some friends announcing that they are getting Married. And my stunningly new Motorola mobile phone. And who can forget the US launch of Men’s Vogue. Or the new somewhat cheaper Maserati.
But the biggest M for me this month is the acknowledgement that I can now finally afford the ultimate M. No longer shallow and empty, this M will envelope me for most of my young adulthood. This M will capture my attention for years to come. It will being me tremendous joy, heartbreaking hardship and negative savings.
I am seriously considering getting a Mortgage.
On the way to scope out a serving of Connoisseur ice creamYou know there is something wrong with you when you recognise the cutlery that is featured, however briefly, in an ice cream commercial.
You know there is something seriously wrong with you when desire the cutlery instead of the ice cream.
You know there is something extremely wrong with you when you already own some of the expensive cutlery that was featured.
You know you need therapy when you display the cutlery for its aesthetic properties rather than using them to dine with.
You know you need to be institutionalised when you are still paying off the cutlery.
On the way to find a mirrorWhy do people think I delude myself?
"Remember that you may love objects but they cannot love you back. Don’t delude yourself." The notion that objects are incapable of projecting love is one that I think everyone of any age should have no issues in comprehending. It is a notion that I fully comprehend and a notion that I fully embrace.
So am I deluding myself? I don't think so. The only people that are deluding themselves are the ones that are short sighted in their perception and their inhumane ability to accept and appreciate people and their choices. Trying to pretend that you know someone better than they know themself is the ultimate delusion. Trying to force people to accept your narrow-minded perception will only fall on deaf ears. Trying to criticise people when they don't address you as mother is just wrong.
I make my decisions after careful and long thought. I don't delude myself in making my choices. I see things as they are and what they can be, neither in a pessimistic nor optimistic light, rather, decisions are made as a realist in the bigger picture.
I despise people who try to tell me what to do or what I am and I especially despise people who think that they are better than others.
Life is a difficult journey. Don't make things harder with your narrow mindedness and lack of appreciation of the finer things in life. Life is made easier through the choices that we make. Whether made in duress, in delusion or in delirium, choices are hard to make.
That is why I took me over an hour in Louis Vuitton last week deciding what tie to purchase for myself. Like any normal person, the expenditure of significant amounts of money is not an easy choice to make, even more so when you want everything in the store and am limited by the ridiculously large amounts of credit on offer. After a long debate, numerous fit outs, I walked out of Louis Vuitton with a stunning tie.
Am I deluding myself? I don't really care as long as I look good.
