Friday, August 24, 2007

I Dream of Tiffany's....

Ever since I first saw the film, I have longed to live the life of Holly Golightly in "Breakfast at Tiffany's". I wish I could step out of a NYC cab at rsen destination of Tiffany's, the exquisite jewelry store. As I perused the windows in my floor length black gown, big pearl necklace, and big sunglasses, I would pull out my breakfast of coffee and a pastry.

I would have a cat, and not give it a name. I'd just call it "cat".

When I went to sleep, I'd wear those cool tasseled ear plugs and a facemask decorated with a picture of gold, voluminous lashes.

I'd start each day with doing something I'd never done before.

I'd get to know my neighbors.

I'd throw wild parties in my apartment.

I'd sit out on my fire escape and strum my guitar.

But most importantly, I'd have a good time.