Highendsweets

Last night, I traveled to Tibet. A Buddhist monk I met there told me that every new person I meet is no stranger at all – every new meeting is a result of our souls having met 100 times before. And then I woke up. I don’t get to travel as much as I’d like, but I dabble in the art of pleasure-making wherever I am. I’m more inclined to the fun, the fabulous, the decadent – is there anything more sensuous than sipping champagne mid-day? Playing hooky to peruse the Surrealists at a local gallery? Bantering over a platter of fresh oysters at a restaurant by the seaside? I say not.