| Echolocation | Didn't specify whether alone or with others, so (once again) I'm forced to add extra info :) Alone: Snowing outside, big fire inside, leather wing chair (big enough to curl up in) pulled up in front of it; bottomless mug of hot chocolate (with possible the occasional snifter of Remy Martin); and a REALLY engrossing book to lose myself in for the entire afternoon. With old friends: Spend a couple of hours at enormous, luxurious Sunday brunch (with champagne); then go home, mix a pitcher of mimosas, and watch old B/sci-fi movies to which we all know the lines, so that we can do the MST3K thing and make up our own dialog. Note: Second best would be a Star Trek (original) marathon (whoops, my geekness is showing!) |
| hollymccormick | I'm sorry but my day would be all about sex. I'm not going to lie, Beau's body turns me on so much that it dives me crazy. We would simply make love all day long and curl up (exhausted) at the edge of night in each others arms and drift off to sleep, together. |
| sweetness | A decadent day for me would be a day all alone (I'm a single mom of three), on the rocky coast of Maine, no rain, hours and hours to walk the shore, or sit and stare out at the sea and think. The ocean is the only place I can hera myself.....then I would go out to dinner, again alone, and eat my fill of seafood and dessert, and curl up in a warm bed in a cabin and sleep to the sound of the waves....... |
| Violet | Hmm... a decadent day for me... well, I'd start out on a shopping spree with the money I won in the lottery... I'd buy beautiful clothes... and SHOES! Then my fiancee and I would have wine, cheese and crackers in the park, after that we'd get all prettied up (I'd wear a dress like the one Grace Kelly wore in Rear Window... girls, you know the one!) and we'd go swing dancing and after that we'd dine at a posh restaurant and drink cocktails until the wee hours of the morning... we'd ride home in a fancy car and the rest... i'll leave up to imagination. :-P |
| Jubal29717 | A decadent day for me would be a day where my husband and I could wake up naturally without an alarm clock, snuggle together for awhile, have a leisurely breakfast, drink lots of hot coffee and have "married time" (that is talking about things without interruptions). Then we would go and "play", which could involve any number of favorite activites (usually outdoor ones like long walks or picnics in the nearby mountains) OR scrounging (that is going to thrift stores and yard sales and finding KILLER stuff for next to nothing...I call it legalized shop-lifting). We would then come home, shower (maybe not seperately!) and dress for a wonderful dinner at an elegant place. Then we would come home and have...dessert! |
| Misti | Me and my husband in San Francisco, browsing City Lights, eating Chinese food, staying in a really expensive hotel suite with room service. We'd get drunk on champagne, feed each other Godiva chocolates, make love sweet love, and go clubbing! I would have to sing in a karaoke bar decked out in a dress and heels and my feather boa and maybe my turquoise wig. And we would dance and buy lots of silly souvenirs and takes tons of pictures and hang out with John. |
| B.K. | Hawaii with him of course and all the beautiful scenery and fresh fish to eat somewhere in the country side of Maui or on Kauai, ocean to play in, trails to hike, and I have to stop now this is turning me on. |
| Kirk | Video games all day with 3 friends, then a video and nookie with Mo. At home. 'Cause I like videogames and friends and Mo and nookie. |
| Derelict Daisy | get up early like 4 oclock and smoke me a whole big bowl of reefers and drive to a favorite diner and eat me a big plate of eggs and bacon and toast with a coffee and a coke read the early paper and then go back home and get in bed with my cats and go back to sleep wake up about ten and watch regis and kelly while i take a dump then smoke up a bunch more reefers and watch a movie or go back to sleep then about midafternoon i wake up and move some dirty dishes around in the kitchen smoke another bowl and take my afternoon nap wake up in time to watch oprah while i eat some chocolate ice cream and get stoned take a 45 minute shower dress up and go have a steak dinner and then come home and watch the o'reilly factor while i catch a buzz wrestle with my cats and then hit the sack or sometimes i just sit and laugh and laugh and laugh |
| deevaa | all four days at the caravan with Ross, rolled into one supreme decadent day... Waking early, making intense, soultouching love then snoozing until noon, after which I'd be woken up to him leaning over me, and nibbling on my finger-tips, that was a wonderful moment!) Showering, then going into town for brunch and coffee, then a wander around an art gallery, holding hands, stealing kisses and smiling, we'd drive to the waterfall that is his favourite place on earth, and make love on the viewing platform, (only this time we wouldn't be interrupted like we did the first time around.) Then we'ddrive back to town and look around, laughing and talking, and pointing out treasures, we'd buy fresh steak from the butcher, and seafood from the fish store up the road, then go back to the caravan where he'd pour bourbon and cokes while I cook the steak, king prawns, scallops, and prawn fillets. I'd serve them with baby potatoes with garlic butter, bok choy, fresh steamed asparagus and carrots. THEN, we'd eat while watching a video (it was Quills last time) then feed each other the chocolates I brought in duty free (Godiva - Misti, I got 3 boxes!!) and share stories which became playful love giggling, joyous love and whispering across the pillows as we fall asleep.... *sigh* |
| chris | With my wife of course... It'd be with her even if she wasn't my wife. First we'd call in sick to work the night before. Then we'd get up early on a Friday morning, hike someplace tantilizing and secluded on the high desert--at a safe distance, of course, from the yuppie trust-funders and granola-eating, North Face-wearing mountain bikers, naturally--and then come back to our apartment and sleep into the afternoon. Upon getting up I'd go out and get us sandwiches at Subway. Misti would get her favorite (the only one she ever gets, actually)--6" roast beef on white with bacon, lettuce, jalapenos, onions, and no condiments, only salt and pepper. Oh...and one white chocolate macadamia nut cookie. Then, after lunch--or whatever you'd call that meal--we'd make love...and sleep some more. Finally, as the sun is setting and the lights of Albuquerque are coming on one by one, my wife would put on her makeup, fix her hair, put on her black leather pants and red velvet top (my favorite thing she owns) and we'd get in the car (full tanks of gas) and drive toward the setting sun. Destination: LA or exhaustion, whichever comes first. |
| ~*Truelies*~ | It'd have to be with my fella. I'd love to get up early after a cosy night sleeping in his arms, pack a picnic and go mountain biking. It'd have to be an autumn morning with a strong chill in the air. Trying to keep up with him would be fun and it'd be something new. Then we'd stop for lunch and maybe make love in a field before riding back and collapsing back into bed with eachother. It'd be perfect because it would be escaping our every day lives and that'd be good for us at the moment. |
| Galadrial | wow...... decadent alone would be going into Phillie to visit the Rodin Museum...I have never seen it, but always wanted to...coffee in a cool coffee joint, just me and a book...brain candy---nothing taxing...then dinner alone at le bec fin---putting myself in the chef's hands...yum.... decadent with a lover...a trip to a place with a decent jacuzzi, on staff masseurs...having a massage together...then chasing them out to make love...playing in tub until we get all wrinkly...getting my hair brushed...long and slow....for an HOUR...feeding each other ummy tidbits from a picni hamper...and not having to leave until we can barely move......... |
| Just Some Girl | Because I so rarely get to see him, my decadent day would be spent with my brother, who lives in another state, without the company of his wife, or our other family members. We would spend the day at the museum where he works, with him showing me lots of interesting relics, eating extravagantly and just plain sight-seeing in his city. We'd cap the day off at an art opening with lots of wine and cheese. |
| Rhetoric | I love to cook. A most extravengant day would be a cooking class at a wonderful restaurant (preferably in Italy or France). I would love to walk around and absorb the local culture (take in an opera, go to see some amazing art I have only seen in books, and listen to the local language) while having my most favorite people waiting on pins and needles to see what I have in store for dinner. I enjoy the art of serving my guests and assuring that they are enjoying themselves. To have all that set in a Mediterranean locale - perfect! |
| scqueen | Umm, Rhetoric, Should he read your post, I think you just stole my husband from me :-) |
| h. | In a cottage somewhere by the sea where there are huge waves and a wild wind. There must be some cottages near the sea. Snogging under warm blankets, making love, cooking together, making love, eating, drinking red wine, making love, watching movies, making love, sleeping under warm blankets, waking up, having breakfast in bed, making love and so on....sounds monotonous, doesnt it? |
| R. Stonecloud | "Me time": Sleep in late, then curl up with a Dean Koontz mystery and a cup of coffee (cinnamon/hazelnut/praline!). Throw on a thick, fuzzy sweater and crunch through the leaves with the dog. Soak in a bubble bath with a glass of merlot, dozing to Miles Davis, til I shrivel like a prune. Time with him: as long as he is loving me with the passion of a country song, anything could be decadent--crunch through the leaves with the dog, nap on the couch, do some greenhouse-hopping, get lost on a long ride to nowhere in particular,eat ice cream down by the lake.....I'd like to laugh with my best friend again. I need him to suddenly grab me and tell me that he wants me right then and there! And when I wake up with him "spooning" me the next day, I won't have to guess if we're in love. |
| kevin urenda | decadence alone - going to watch a football game (or two, if possible) in person, in London (England), because that is my dream (to one day see my favourite football team in person and sing with the crowd). decadence with my love - to spend all day in a luxury suite (preferably in some exotic continental locale) with nice natural light (hopefully a view of the sunset), room service, and plenty of comfortable furniture... |