In my head I am Veruca Salt lately. I don’t of course have temper tantrums about things that I want but I would if I could and if no one would commit me to the looney bin for doing so. I am going through this major I WANT I WANT I WANT phase.

Here, in no particular order are the things I want this very minute:

Crème de La Mer face crème-  It’s $100 for the teeniest bit but I swear I have convinced myself that it will be life changing.
Louis Vuitton Bag – I have wanted this for a million years. Ok, 3 years.  Emily cleverly came up with the fact that L.V. stands for Lupus Victim and that I should get the bag just for that fact alone. I immediatly saw the brilliance in her findings but Peter didn’t and alas…the bag still eludes me. Yes, it’s expensive but I swear it’s all about the bag, and the shoes, lovely skin and looking well kempt.
New wedding ring – I LOVE what Ben Affleck gave Jen Garner. Simple (Ha $200,000 “simple”) band with round diamonds all the way around. I’m still sort of going through the phase where I feel I don’t deserve a new ring because I was such a jackass in losing my gorgeous ring. Sigh…
T3 Tourmaline hairdryer – It’s supposed to be the shit. As with the Creme de la Mer, I have fantasies about this hairdryer changing my life.

And I want weekly spa services too. Facial, waxing, pedi, massage, color, cut….
It’s bizarre. I’m in this “I want to be stinking ass rich and have everything I desire” phase. It’s exhausting. It’s probably just too much VOGUE and celebrity TV infiltrating my brain. Have I mentioned that I am a marketer’s dream? I am the ultimate consumer and a product whore.

On a completely different note, but a luxe note just the same, my sister gave me a massage for my birthday and my mom gave me a bottle of Pure by Jil Sander. I keep smelling myself. Mmmmm…My birthday isn’t until Monday but we’re celebrating all week, or I am. I am still beside myself that Cold Stone Creamery’s Cake Batter will not be a part of the celebration. He will be greatly missed.