March 11, 2008
The popularity of the recent film, “The Bucket List”, hasn’t been lost on me (that Jack Nicholson is a character- and a man of style like myself). While I often travel to exotic locales, dine at exquisite restaurants, and generally live the good life, I’ve been giving this a lot of thought…here’s a list of the top 10 activities that would be on my own bucket list:
1. Watching the sun set from the balcony of the Doge’s Suite in the Danieli, while Cameron Diaz massages my thighs and hands me the occasional white truffle…
2. Bagging the limit on opening day of the Scottish Grouse Season with a Martin Smith engraved Purdey 12-bore side-by-side. Following the shoot, retire to the Lodge at Granton-on-Spey for a quiet evening with Lord Carnavon’s very naughty twin daughters, Elspeth and Tatine...
3. Flogging a ’67 Ferrari 275 GTB/6C along the Haute Corniche from Fre´jus to Cannes, en route to having lunch with Helen Mirren, pool-side, in a cabana at the Hotel Gray d’Albion…
4. Enjoying a bottle of the ’86 La Tache Gran Cru Vosne Romanee with Angelina Jolie, before retiring to a candle-lit palazzo on the Isolo San Biagio…
5. Having Pamela Anderson (yes, that Pamela Anderson) lick single-malt scotch out of my navel while I savor the heady buzz of a Rey Del Mundo Lonsdale… and the expectation of some very “invigorating” post-smoke shenanigans.
6. See Hilary Clinton tried and convicted for impersonating a genuine, compassionate human being …
7. Piloting a Hatteras 60 off Tanzania’s Mafia Island, on the hunt for the Indian Ocean’s largest black Marlin with my new, topless best friends, Jessica Alba and Kate Winslet, who keep asking for assistance applying sunscreen…
8. Getting thoroughly rat-assed and trading lead riffs on a pre-war Martin Dreadnaught with Lucinda Williams and Jimmy Vaughn at the Club Macambo club in Austin… playing Lucinda’s arrangement of the late Stevie Ray’s, “That’s My Baby with the White Boots...”
9. Getting kitted out for a big evening in London with Salma Hayek at Welsh & Jeffries, followed by a shoe fitting at John Lobb (particularly fond of those chocolate suede, double monk straps), and a late din-din at Gordon Ramsay, seated in Preston’s wait station, near the dimly lit stairway…
10. Having the female cast of Desperate Housewives model the contents of the Spring ’08 La Perla catalogue, followed by an ardent discussion of thong selection and comfort strategies…
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ARICHIVES | January 2008
I’ll be posting blogs when I get a chance between the femmes, career and globetrotting.
I’m not one for many words, really one phrase is all you need to carry you through any style challenge. And that is, appearances matter.
Consider my blog also as a reliable resource for excuses.
Excuses that help you escape and/or, guide you through many of life’s obstacles, or as I call “X Factors”.
Let me give you an example of an “X Factor” moment in my life.
My hot new girlfriend Inga from Norway, asked me to accompany her on a skiing excursion. Although I have done much in my rather exciting life, skiing was one sport I have yet to find exciting.
I saw this as an “X Factor” situation, I moved swiftly and assuredly.
With my XMI shirt on, I leaned over to her ear and whispered that, ‘She have a great time on the slopes and that I’ll be relaxing by the fire in the lounge area with a Cinnamon Martini waiting just for her. And please, don’t take too long.’
X:Factor -
I avoided what I consider months of Chiropractic lambada while entrancing her snow-capped Norwegian heart.
Of course she decided to let me soothe her slopes.
