Now y'all, I work in events. And not just mom and pop events, no. I work with some hoity-toity (I just had to look up that spelling...don't think I've ever had to write that!) clients and venues. Their budgets for their weddings are more than I make in a year. Extravagant, yes? Well, apparently it's not.
The amount of money walking around the Monterey Peninsula this week is mind bottling (to quote a favorite anchorman of mine...). People who own 16 Ferrari's. A 1966 Ford that sold for $10 million when it was valued between $6-9 million (eh, what's an extra million?). Test drives for the newest Bentley's? No thanks, they own them all already.
It's all about perspective, right? Well, I think there's perspective and then there is "no way in freakin' hell". I can't even wrap my mind around it. Last night was Bentley's signature party and I struck up a conversation with a guy who seemed to be around my age. He asked if I owned a Bentley. I smiled and said, as gracefully as I could, no. To which he replied, "Well, you should. That should be your next car". And it dawned on me that for him to drop $250k on a car equates to me dropping $80 on a pair of shoes. Mind. Boggled.
But he also shared something amazing with me. Apparently Justin Beiber owns this car:
Know what this says to me? Douchebag in training. Watch out, Selena Gomez. Mark my words. He may not be a DB yet but he is well on his way.
Love this life of mine. The balance of it is insane. I have weeks where I'm quite literally barefoot in the dirt playing with baby cousins, eating barbecue and barely bothering with doing hair & make-up. Then other weeks I'm surrounded by million dollar cars, people worth billions, eating some of the finest food around at some of the most exclusive venues in the world. And you know what I've learned? All the money and fanciness is worthless without the knowledge of what really matters in life.
Perspective. Bam.
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