Let’s imagine for a few seconds that you were told you were endowed a trust fund, how different would your life be? My first response to this question would be utter relief. I’d be swept away with an abundance of calmness. I’d feel like I can finally exhale. I’d feel as everything would be A OK. Although I’d be given this trust fund, I wouldn’t quit my job. I like my job, plus a little extra income wouldn’t hurt either. After being given this trust fund, my first stops would be to Kate Spade, BCBG, Channel, and Intermix for a wardrobe update. Hey…if I’m going to be a trust fund baby, I have to look the part. Once I’ve spent a good amount shopping, I’d have to book a top notch hair appointment. I don’t mean get the more expensive treatment at the same 20-30 dollar Jane. I would book an appointment at a top stylist in New York. So, that’s clothes and hair. Next order of business is a much deserved day at the spa. They’d give me the total work up; the massage, the full body wax, the nails, the pedicure, and whatever other weird treatment is hot right now. Shopping for shoes and handbags would be a special day of its own. I love shoes. One of my first shoe purchases would be these Gucci shoes I’ve always wanted. And, what trust fund baby wouldn’t look great in Louboutin’s? Hmm….to continue on the path to my new look, I’d have to fly in my favorite gay from Ann Arbor. He’s drop dead gorgeous and is definitely more fashionable than I am. Once I’ve book us a suite at the plaza, we’d probably want to catch a play or two. The following day we’ll finally see some ballet and opera. Life would seem right. It would seem more breathable. Hmmm….now that I think about it, I should probably take some time off to process my new found wealth; a trip around the world would be just right. During my year off, I’d plan my re-entrance into the world. My confidence would definitely be through the roof but I feel as if I would also be humble about my wealth. I wouldn’t go throwing it in people’s faces; most likely, I’d still be the same girl…just a heck-of-a-lot better dressed. I know this money won’t bring me happiness but I feel as it would breathe air back into me. My lungs would probably fill up like a balloon. My stress levels would decrease. My life would be a lot riskier. Once my trust fund is safely in the bank, I would pursue my dreams without any hesitation. I wouldn’t feel failure (or maybe not as much) and I definitely wouldn’t feel strapped for cash. So…a recap: a whole new wardrobe (which would be well over due considering my clothes are so outdated), a new purses and shoes wardrobe, weekly appointments at a top notch hair salon, a new apartment at a doorman building (I’ll be thinking about purchasing it), a round the world trip, and a new bold image. This bold image would allow me to seek my wildest dreams; to dream bigger. The bold image would allow me to finally take all the risks I’ve always wanted to. Ironically, I feel as if I’d also be lonelier. For some reason, I’ve always equated wealth with loneliness. I always thought that the better off you were, the more people would despise you; the more people would want to take you down. I’m sure with wealth you also get a new batch of friends but would they really be friends? I feel as if money attracts fake people. These fake people only want you to keep spending. They want you to treat them really nice by spending money on them. It’s as if your money would rub off on them, or the very least they can take it from you. Hmmm….at first the trust fund would bring me fresh breathe, some joy, but then it would stress me out. I’d be stressed about people trying to take it from me or people just pretending to be my friend because I have it. Perhaps Paris Hilton was never my BFF as she claimed?
