On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, 10-carat diamond earrings and a fairy on a crescent-shaped Christmas tree.
But my darling husband Ricky knows me too well to think that’s all I’d want. The beautiful diamond studs from De Beers, which I happen to know cost a little under £200,000, are my stocking filler, to mark our 10th Christmas together.
Later in the day, we’ll go shopping in the glamorous malls of Dubai, where we have our second home. Our baby Amira is growing fast and she needs a new Dior wardrobe of dresses and shoes. And teddies, of course. And jewellery.
In fact, Amira’s list to Santa is even longer than mine, because she’s 10 months old and like every Muslim baby she needs lots of gold. Honestly, her jewellery is more important to me than her education, because if you’re rich, beautiful and smart you won’t have to work for a living.
And as I have told Ricky, in Arab countries it’s practically illegal for…
