Shopping!!!!!!

I'm more in tune with my womanly nature than many of you that know me would think.  I become giddy and excited when the prospect of going shopping, especially at one of the largest malls in Asia, is a possibility.  Dream Mall, in Kaohsiung, with 2300 stores and 11 floors make my mouth water at the opportunity of buying anything I've ever wanted.

Dream Mall.  The pic doesn't do it justice.

The excitement always turns into depression for me whenever I step foot in a mall.  I like the idea of shopping more than I like shopping in itself.  I have this awful indecisiveness about my personality.  I'm the last person you want to ask, "What do you want for lunch?"  I hate being asked because I would like a little of everything and I can't decide what I actually want. So all of a sudden, a simple question turns into a high pressure situation in which a decision must be made.  So when I see some sweaters, blouses, skirts, pants, jeans, shoes that I like...I have lots of problems making decisions...I don't have the energy to deal with that kind of pressure through a 2 story standard mid-western American shopping mall, let alone an 11 story Asian one.



I would enjoy shopping much more if I were a billionaire.  My problem is, is that I hate actual work.  There is only one solution to my problem, a rich husband.  So if you're out there, lets get this show on the road, Here are my requirements:
1.  9 figure net-worth, with a steady rate of income.
2.  If younger than 80, respectable amount of living space so I can have my freedom to do my own thing. 
3.  If older than 80, must be on death bed, and must be a hilariously-funny dirty old man. (I determine humor)
4.  Must pay for my gym membership and hot personal trainer...If I'm gonna be a trophy-wife, I must look the part.
5.  Must have houses in New York, Miami, Paris, Bali, Tuscany, Rio, and the Virgin Islands.
6.  Children, I like kids but not when they are my age.  Don't be jealous when I take Daddy's money, it's not like you work either.
7.  We have country-club memberships on all six livable continents.
8.  When I say, I want to go to Paris, it means that I want to go to Paris...there was no We in there...We should go to Paris, means you are invited to come along.
9.  I get my own Yacht.  Home port will be Miami.
10.  Princess is a nickname for your daughter.  We can come up with something better.