LaGata

I have a collection of classic dresses, like the one Karen wore in the Copacabana scene in Goodfellas. Whenever I step out, people notice my amazing inviting hips, my sensual walk, my high power strut, and how absolutely toned and beautiful I am. My skin glistens in all lightings so wonderfully that I look better than a Hajime Sorayama painting, and I am a magnet to the loveliest attention and affections known to man, always and effortlessly.

I have a mink coat like Sharon Stone wore in Casino. It's cozy, soft, and makes me look extremely elegant and high class every time I step outside. It makes others command respect for me, and almost fear me.

And I have an overall cozy, exquisite, and high end life that affords me anything I desire, anything at all, it is mine and here for me.

I have diamonds and jewels on my ear that shine as bright as any royal's ever could. And sparkle even better. And men love to give me exquisite gifts even on a first date, just to make me blush and see me show my sparkling teeth their way for them to admire.

I have all the sweets life can offer me. Even the rare ones. Macarons with the little plastic champagne flutes in them to squirt into my mouth. Nutella wafers in all my favorite flavors. Sweet tarts and biscuits, red velvet brownies, all the fixin's.

A steak dinner and a pork roast at a high end exclusive restaurant? Booked that evening. A nice raspberry creampuff with fluffy whip cream and a Trix-like filling? Already ordered for pickup to my area tomorrow. A nice set of jewelry and a photoshoot? Already can have it all.

Nothing is ever too much for me.

I have a man that can whisk me away to nicer places, shower me in gifts, bouquets of flowers, and make me smile as hard as possible.

I have a man who takes me through long wandering hallways and into the best dizzyingly gorgeous places known to man, just to see me smile. Just to bask in my radiance and my beauty. And savour my whimsy and happiness as if it were his own.