imagine being
Jennifer Aniston.
She's just finished renovating her home in Beverly Hills, a process that took the better part of two-and-a-half years. And the end result is predictably AH-MAZE-ING.
It has the regulars you'd expect from a celebrity abode: koi pond, indoor spa bath, pool table, stunning views, a kitchen the size of my entire house.
A bridge leading to the dramatic 14-foot-high front door.
A TV that rises up from the ground at the foot of her bed!
And - wait for it - a custom-made wood-fired PIZZA OVEN in the kitchen! Cause, apparently, she has regular pizza nights.
I wonder if Monica - I mean, Countney Cox comes over for pizza night. Or maybe they sit outside on a Friday night, order in Thai takeaway, and crack open a bottle of sav blanc, before launching into a lengthy whinge about the paparazzi and the box office results of their latest flick.
God, I'd love to be her for just five minutes so I could find out.
I mean, a pizza oven?! I can practically taste the melted feta and sweet potato...
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Hi! I'm Sarah. I am a 30-year-old writer, mum, traveller, animal-lover, quasi-vegetarian, lip gloss fiend, movie buff and property addict living in Sydney, Australia. I love the smell of newly-printed magazines and books, a cup of tea and a treat at the end of the day, and packing for holidays.. the anticipation is half the fun! Thanks for visiting :)
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Oh darn, I was hoping that was the pad you were staying at in NY! Was defintely going to visit then!
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