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…