Fiat Cincquecento, aka the Fiat 500
Synonymous in England with Fix-It-Again-Tony, I am totally fine with that having seen lots of these cute cars in Italy. If the Italians drive them, they must be okay! Sadly [insert big sigh and silent weeping], I doubt these cars will ever make it to the US because they are so small. Americans tell me that small cars are not safe on the motorways over here. Right. Try telling that to the Germans with their autobahn.
In baby blue, dark grey or really any colour, I'm not fussy.
Furs. I know, PETA is screaming right now, but I don't care. I eat meat, wear leather and I love animals (I have 5 for god's sake, and probably prefer them to humans most of the time). My pets love my furs more than I do, and given half the chance they would be sporting them atop their own (Miau would wear hers with diamonds).
Hmm imagine that for a Christmas card photo: Miau-Mink and Agatha-Fox decorating the tree, Chiquitin-Rabbit reclining by the fireplace, Bear-Beaver sipping his sherry, and Flor-Leopard playing bridge. I'm kidding about the Leopard.... and the bridge, it'd more likely to be Snap.
Shoes. Of course. No list would be complete without shoes. Or boots. Preferably in suede. Flat. Handmade. Italian. Ginger or butterscotch suede/nappa leather *dreamy expression on face, eyes glazing over*
Clothing. A good well-cut, tailored to perfection, flat-fronted trouser suit. In dark grey chalkstripe. The finest wool. Skinny cut.
Books. Do coffee table books count as literature? Tod’s New Limited Edition ‘Italian Touch’ Coffee Table Hardcover; Richard Avedon's Women in the Mirror;
Furniture. A table lamp, something in glass with rounded lines.
Santa's reply: Go and play the lottery and keep dreaming you overindulged, spoilt brat.
