Money, money, money its a rich Moscow world

I went to a shopping center today in Moscow. It was a shopping center for the mega rich Muscovite. The floors were cream marble and the shops vulgar and expensive. The place was full of fake blonds, in designer wear. These women had 4 mm of make up, pink lips, fake tans, large jelly breasts and high heels. The cars parked outside were all black and ranged from Mercedes, to BMW's. In the shopping center, two shops impressed me. One was a pet shop for very rich pets and the other a luxury food hall. In the pet shop, you could buy, diamond cat or dog collars, dog clothing and food bowls covered in fake diamonds. One bowel was priced at 700 euro. Do people really buy that kind of stuff? Yes. A woman named Olga. She is not real but a stereotype.

Picture this: a woman named Olga, aged 52 (but officially 45) , lives in a 5 bedroom house in the Moscow suburbs, husband works in oil or is it finance? she is not really sure, she has had 2 boob jobs and last year they went to Turkey to an all inclusive 5 star hotel for 3 weeks, she had sex with a waiter (he had a nice bum and white teeth) while Demetri was playing golf, but he does not know about it. Husbands too busy for her, but she has lots of credit cards, (her babies) money is no object. Cesar, her pet poodle, has a diamond dog collar and eats at the table with her and her husband in a doggy high chair, Cesar eats fine herb sausages imported from England and drinks zero fat goats milk.

Next to the pet shop, is a wonderful super market named "Globas Gourmet". Its a feast for the eye and for the stomach. Fine cheeses, Sushi freshly made, the biggest collection of whiskey I have ever seen, fine wines and everything Olga could want for that special dinner party. Up stairs, in this shopping center, you can even buy a Porsche, why not "his and hers" for our birthdays? It really is luxury. Olga drives a BMW, but its two years old time, for a change.

Moscow is a place where some people have so much money that its beyond our comprehension. We could never imagine such wealth unless of course we won the national lottery. How did they get such wealth? that's a question I often ask myself. In Moscow you can smell two things, car exhaust and money.