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Anonymous Millionaire
When I last wrote, I was actually dictating my column from atop the shoulders of the man who carries me from place to place whenever my feet would otherwise have to touch the ground. We were heading toward my spare yacht, as I prepared to embark on a marvellous vacation I’d been waiting all day…
The names of the royal couple, and, coincidentally, of seven or eight of my collection of offspring, scattered around this great land like Aston Martins in a world of Hyundais. Not since one of my own weddings has the country seen such a spectacle. And my weddings – well, they are hard to beat. There…
LUSSO Magazine wants an occasional column about the serious problems facing people deeply immersed in the luxury lifestyle, announced the BAFTA award-winning actor I’d hired to dramatically read my e-mails aloud for the week. At first I was confused. Hasnt our world of 500-foot yachts serving sushi cut from the bellies of the fish whose…