1) A metric shit load of these babies, with all of the calories extracted.
2) Completely impractical, absolutely-no-place-to-wear-these-to, Christian Louboutin red satin pumps.
3) To be Miss Rumphius, the Lupin Lady.
4) To live in a French chateau/farm making one of a kind cheeses.
6) All expenses paid trip to Fiji or Hawaii (I'm totally flexible), New Zealand and Australia, and the time off from work to do it.
OK, OK, I may have gone too far. All I really want is good food, good friends and maybe an ice cream cake with my face on it, ala: