bon appetit
"How did I subscribe to the same magazine as a man whose rent is more than my net monthly income? I can’t even read the entire article. Maybe it’s because I had a glass of wine. Maybe it’s because it’s 10:26pm and I still have yet to pack for my first international trip in less than 48 hours. Maybe I just want to write an angry post about how no one, not even a doctor, should be allowed to make almost $1 million a year when I’m sure many of the patients he’s tending to can’t even f***ing eat."
By Stephanie voytek
It's not so much about who's "allowed" to be rich, it's about marinating in the exclusivity of egregious wealth
Culinary exploration, international travel, concerts, raves, music festivals, even the peace of mind to be able to read the newest self help book or bathe in the wisdom of some esoteric philosopher
These are things that come only with wealth
And that's all fine
Until it comes with a hefty side of judgement
And that's when I'd like to just leave the restaurant, go to the place on the corner, stand at a table, eat a $5 slice of pizza and kiss a boy under the moonlight
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