You know what. Good for her. Sure Cadillac might be made in Detroit, and therefore technically domestic. But who am I to say how someone can and cannot enjoy the luxuries of life. The Clemson t-shirt I’m wearing? That shit is designer. My fresh new Ham Curry II Low’s? Custom made. The pizza rolls in my fridge? Organically grown. Everything I own was imported from somewhere, who are you to tell me I don’t live a life of luxury.
Always remember this… Foreign isn’t a description, it’s a lifestyle.
Now excuse me while I pack all my designer clothes into my imported leather Nike bag, I’m headed out to vacation up on Orchard Beach.