one day, when i am rich and famous, i shall commission Nicola Constantino to make me a corset gown cast with my own nipples all over, and i shall wear it for red carpet events.
i shall purchase Frida Kahlo's A Broken Column and Love Embrace of the Universe and hang them in the living room of my Bohemian-chic Paris townhouse.
i shall have an antique carved harpsicord, an ornate Beirut-made harp and a set of ancient Zulu drums as grace notes to my drawing room.
i shall have gold fixtures and turquoise tiles and Babylonian-inspired wall friezes in my bathroom.
i shall drive a ginormous Porsche handpainted with Pre-Raphaelite references.
ah, when i am rich and famous.
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