“I don’t know much about being a millionaire, but I bet I’d be darling at it.”
Dorothy Parker is my spirit guide, as anyone who knows me will tell you. I can rattle off any number of her bon mots. The above quote is always the one that pops into my mind over the summer. I know for a fact that I would be really talented at swanning around Capri or Monaco on a yacht. I’d really be excellent at that. Why?
- I look great in hats
- I look great in sunglasses
- I can speak lovely French and the things I don’t know I can whizz by with a smile
- I know the entire history behind, in addition to being able to make and drink sizable quantities of, a French 75
So, really, what I need to do with the remainder of my youth is come into a vast fortune, and spend a season every year in the south of France on my boat. I really don’t see why this would be complicated at all.