Here's to the double, tall, non-fat lactose, decaf, no whip, cappaccino drinkers. May your jeep cherokees and VW Jettas always remain black and your trendy hand bags clean. May your Sketchers stay out of the mud that surrounds your 18 story, adult-only condo building with balconies facing the heart of downtown. Let your mind continue to consume Oprah's picks, Living Magazine and your weekly subcription to Globe and Mail (although you only use the paper to train your new chocolate lab puppy with the pink rhinestone collar). Eat as much sushi, sake, and miso soup as you can handle and never loose your DKNY wallet of which houses many credit cards, mostly Gold. Renew your membership to Heavens where you can wear your Tommy Hilfiger sports bra and training shorts accompanied by your top of the line Tommy Hilfiger running shoes with your Ralf Lauren athletic socks. Run your cholesterol free hearts out on the treadmills, sipping Evian and while listening to your Underground Brit Dance music on your Sony MP3 player. May your laptops get continually smaller and your MACS all the more colourful. May your cellphones shrink so that they fit under your manicured fingernails and may the number of rings increase so that they cover a range of wonderful tunes.
Let your Will and Grace, Sopranos, and Sex in the City never go into repeats and your merlots, chardonays and pinoirs always age gracefully. May your cellulite be sucked out gracefully and your lips injected quietly.
To the generation of highlighted hair, gucci sunglasses and black capris, I salute you. May Starbucks always remember your dedication to supporting them financially by not only buying their coffee, but also their music, mugs, games, candy, chocolate, coffee beans, gum and to your new delight, the furniture. I hope Pottery Barn will soon sell online so that your home will become more manufactured and magazine-like. May your animal print cushions on your Ethan Allen couch remain intricate to your humble abode. May your condo committee continue to prevent horrible fashion faux pas by insisting welcome mats do not fit in to the post modern, clean, zen-like, rock garden, water trickling sounding environment of your pesticide free building.
May you always find happiness, or at least Oxygen Bars, in your city. May your frequent trips to Toronto and New York be pentiful and your sarcasm just as generous. May your fridges always be stocked with Rice Dream, Soy Good and Veggie Ground round along with Chinese Take-Away, Thai Food and of course, Tandoori Chicken. Let your condiments be all organic so that your Yoga class won't catch on to your hypocrisies. Take your Tai Chi classes with ease and wear your henna tattoos proud.
To the up and coming, financially safe, stock market investing, independent living, unmarried, tanned, skinny, lofter living, IKEA buying, smoothie drinking, ginsing taking, martini drinking, salad dressing on the side demanding, germ proofing, japanese art decorating, african statues adorning, bleached teeth smiling, and leather coat wearing generation... Here's to You! Cheers!