I think it would nice if I had the following luxuries in life (I shall list them, in no particular order of importance):
1. A personal geek squad (or the equivalent thereof)
2. A personal, on call massage therapist
3. A personal, on call chef
4. A personal assistant/secretary
5. At least one maid, if not several
6. A chaffeur
7. A private jet
8. A therapist who always listens and thinks I'm wonderful and amazing and brilliant all the time
The above items would complete my most BASIC list, if ever I were stranded on a deserted island.
If, however, I had to make do with only one or two, I'd pick the personal geek squad. He would be about 5' 11", dark hazel eyes, sexy hair, retro glasses, a deep voice made of pure manliness (he paid me to write that part), and a sense of genius that made all the ladies go crazy and want to have his babies.
Introducing, my dearest, darlingest husband.
