Pinterest has done wonders for my fantasy life. Not sexually, you perverts. Sheesh.
I mean, like I pin all this shit that I can't afford, won't ever cook, could only wear if I didn't have a fat ass, wouldn't really have enough guts to put in my house, etc. I have like this entire pretend life on there. And so I decided to start this new series where I show you shit I'd be wearing, buying, making, doing if I actually lived in this make believe world. Today's versh: Adventures in Pretending to be Rich.
Oh, HAI friend! Sorry I couldn't make it to your stupid dinner party/book club/house-warming thingy last night! I decided on a whim to fly out to Positano. Have I mentioned that I keep a suite at La Sirenuse? Yeah, cause ya know, it's very hard to predict when I might just get the random urge to go to the Amalfi Coast, and when I do I like to be very fucking prepared. You know how I always like to prepared, riiight?? R-I-G-H-T.
So yeah, I'm in Positano.
I'm actually writing you from the pool, where I'm sitting having a lovely breakfast of fattening, delicious Italian Pastries. The light glinting off of my vintage emerald Van Cleef ring is hard to manage, but I'm wearing my expensive Italian sunglasses, so I ain't sweatin it. Plus the ring matches my new green bikini, and Enzo, my waiter, already told me it brings out the green in my eyes.
I'll probably be here for a couple of weeks, but honestly this feels like my home away from home. The staff makes sure the local florist sends over a new arrangement of fresh flowers every few days (so sweet!) and my new fave drink is limoncello with Diet Coke, natch.
I should be back by the 12th, but I'm waiting to get word on when our house is going to be finished. Kelly Wearstler is redecorating it for us and I really just don't want to rush her creative process. You know what that's like!
Anyway, hope all is well with you or whatever.