Id like to live when men were gentlemen and women were ladies, and everyone knew where they stood.
Ideally , I'd wake in some Cedar wood Pavilion in Old Kyoto, where the maple trees reflect on tranquil morning lake, but almost immediately I'd have to dress, go out and attend a secret espionage meeting;
If I thought about it, I really need the sea-breeze running through our hair, both our hair, and sometimes I wish I was the best patisserie chef since Anton Careme invented caramel.
I'd like to see into the future, and find you can change it after all, and it would be amazing to see the secluded jungle habitats of the most gentle and endangered or primates.
Pet’s? I'd like a tiger you can cuddle and whose breath doesn't smell of yesterday's wildebeest.
Finally, I'd like to throw a beach party where the limbo is optional, and maybe I'd invite a unicorn along as a surprise guest.