Remains of the b-day

Dear Marc, I wonder if you're like me, spending lots of money on things you think will make your life just a little bit more perfect. Why else would anyone spend 40 dollars on a scented candle? I spend more than I should, but I don't think I'm the only one who's had to break out the company Visa to buy diapers cause I used up my household resources buying shoes. I'm getting old and thinking of all the things I've bought during the years makes me dizzy. I think I'm trying to reach the sensation I had as a kid on my birthday. You know the "you got me this?!!!! Get outta here! I can't believe it, I'm so lucky". I remember my 5th birthday when I got both a toy dog AND a doll. Those were the days.

I've had 20+ birthdays since, and can't even remember half of them. And of all the gifts, one of my most treasured mementoes is a card from my grandmother on my 8th b-day. Here it is.


In all the cities you've been to, all the stores you've frequented, did you ever see anything so beautiful? Probably not. I'm still chasing the feeling I got when opening the envelope. Now I'm trying to create it for my daughter, with the help of pastry frogs. Should I hope for it to work, or am I creating another shopaholic? Make that two, the way our son is gawking at the frog.



Chasing happiness through objects is futile, I know. Tom Ford summed it up nicely when he said "From the time we're born until we die, we're kept busy with artificial stuff that isn't important."

But sometimes you get a card that is pure magic.
What do you wish for?

love
-e

ps. My daughter just told me she wants to be a princess, soaking in the bathtub. Coincidentally, that's what I want to be. Small world!