“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.