So it's time to get good at faking it.

As Marx says, to a bureaucrat the world is a mere object to be manipulated, but why just bureaucrats? Why can't a writer equipped with a basic editorial budget and a can of gold spray paint manipulate the world into believing she is a member of the 1%? Dream big and you can achieve anything, right? Besides, as they say, to make money you need to have money...but maybe just looking like you have money will give the same effect. My savings could do with all the help they can get.

So, I looked up a bunch of tips and tricks to make my basic studio flat look like an apartment fit for a young aristocrat. One with a sizeable inheritance, not one who's been cut off by their parents for falling in love with the gardener. The aesthetic of the former on the means of the latter.

How hard could it be?