Saturday, April 3, 2010//6:42 PM

El sueño de Antoinette

Standing in a garden with an endless sight of trees filtering out just the perfect amount of sunlight while the rest stream through and appear as giant flecks all over the ground. The climate is just right, not sweltering, but that of early spring; almost Mediterranean.

Swimming in a pool of the richest, softest, most luxurious fabric, surrounded by walls of diamonds and all things French boudoir; an assortment of every dessert imaginable within arms reach.

Dwelling in an underwater castle a la The Little Mermaid, where everything is smooth and cool and "shimmery" plays a role in everyday life. Splendid outfits and jewelery all stored in a swim-in closet, and therein hides a little door leading to a secret chamber where treasure (of value and personal sorts) abound.