After flicking through the latest New Woman magazine in my lunch break, I was disturbed to read of a recent study claiming that ‘more than 500 Australian women in their twenties found they would rather eat chocolate in a Holden than drink champagne in a limo’. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for a piece of Cadbury’s in front of the tele on occasion (I am a woman after all) and I love riding in my husband’s Holden SS Ute (really, honey, I do). However I would like to know exactly when chocolate took precedence over living! Drinking champagne in a limo is not just drinking champagne in a limo. It’s about having a taste of a certain lifestyle, existing on a luxurious, cultivated, and superior universe.Oh come on, you can’t tell me you have never indulged in a little harmless flirtation with the idea of being fabulously wealthy. I know I do on a daily basis – just walking through my local shopping centre is harmful enough to my mental health. I walk past stores such as Cue or Witchery and have to physically restrain myself from running in and trying on every “latest trend” item in the shop! My larger than life mortgage does absolutely nothing to help my cause, nor does my mediocre paying job.
I am convinced I was born to be rich. Why else would I have this deep yearning for expensive clothes, jewels, cars and houses - ANYTHING I can’t afford? My husband tells me I should work harder, but I’m afraid he fails to see my point. Where is the fun in that? If I were rich I wouldn’t have to work now would I?
I guess money isn’t the be all and end all – as long as you have your health, your family and love and yadda yadda yadda…. you know the drill. For now I will continue to dream of a champagne lifestyle on a lemonade budget!
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