I want your life for a week. Sheesh. Don't tell me scantly clad maidens squeeze the fruit for you in Fiji... well... tell me that anyway, AM. I want to imagine the best as long as I'm wanting your life.

As much as I try and stay healthy, I do indulge every time I travel the Eurostar from London to Paris. I always take the morning train, go first class, and enjoy a few Mimosas with breakfast. A few. No more than two. Three MAX if I'm really thirsty. After all, it's first class between my two favorite European cities. Might as well drink some breakfast beverage worthy of the trip, eh?