I have decided that I want to live inside a Dolce & Gabbana ad for a few days.
In a seaside Italian village.
With an extended family of strictly gorgeous people.
In a continuous rotation of flower laden, richly embroidered, body flattering, lace embellished clothing and bags.
Ideally during the summer months as I think my Dolce & Gabbana ad fantasy would totally stink if it was snowing and I couldn’t feel my toes.
Actually there is so very little difference between reverecommuter’s everyday life and my imaginary Dolce & Gabbana ad life…