They say people who live in glass houses should not throw stones should not throw stones. Err…hello excuse moi; but sorry to burst your bubble o Person of worldly-wise phrases – what kind of a fool (unless inebriated) would contemplate the above?
Tipsy or otherwise; glass houses if they induce anything within you; which I’m sure is not throwing stuff around; is a true sense of living in style. How many times have all of us lusted for that masterpiece of wonderment that sits perched vicariously atop the cliffs of Monaco or St. Tropez?
It’s an addiction that induces a kind of high like none other. Glass houses engulf you within the aura of magnifique opulence and sheer simplicity that leaves you reeling for more. Now top that with a hot tub on the porch and a living room that opens up into the cerulean blue sea…but you see that’s called Paradise lost and found!
With inspirations ranging from Mies van der Rohe to Philip Johnson, the houses today are a true symbolism of International style with contemporary looks yet being utilitarian all the same.
Such are the times when I regret not having a long lost aunt or an uncle with no heirs and who could possibly bequeath all the wealth in the world they own.
But lo and behold…we dreamers learn it the hard way and the roads to acquisition are equally insane. But then who is to stop me from dreaming about the white sands and the open blue sky???
Think I’ll top it off with a Yacht too…what say ?