The way we’re defining luxury here on AltLuxe, it’s clear that it’s more than about the thing, the product, the object. It’s about pleasure, which is something that happens between your ears and in your psyche, not in a shop somewhere. (Luxury is most definitely not about shopping and spending or even spa-ing, which can leave me feeling frazzled and graspy and unsatisfied.)
Luxury is about sense and experience and soul. It’s about slowing down and petting my cat and luxuriating in the warmth of his body, the sensuous feel of his coat, the crazy little snores he gives from time to time. It’s about writing in my journal. It’s about having an unexpected drink with my besties.
Oddly enough, this kind of luxury, while “free” puts the burden on you to turn inside yourself to let the pleasure of the moment come to the surface, instead of reaching for it outside of yourself. You have to stop. You have to be with yourself. You have to focus on the now. Finding pleasure this way is, ironically, a discipline. But what a great one.
My incredible friend Sharon Eisenhauer wrote about luxury in this broadest sense, and captured it perfectly.
“Luxury is about the experience. It doesn’t have to cost a lot. It is about mindfulness. Toast can be luxurious if you savor it.
Luxury engages the senses – all of them – including the 6th sense. You get a feeling from it, a sense of its soul.
Luxury is experiencing the way your head feels as it lands on your pillow. Luxury is recognizing that a traffic jam is an opportunity to stop and be seated in the midst of a hectic day.
Luxury can also be the scent of the back of his neck and the moistness of his skin. It can be a stunning dress, shoes and a coveted bag.
Luxury is the experience and appreciation of the moment.
It can feel luxurious to stop, mid-argument, and sincerely laugh at the folly of your words as a feeling of love and forgiveness washes over you.
Luxury is time. It is presence. It is indulging completely in the moment.”
Now reading that is the epitome of luxury. Gorgeous, sumptuous, and deeply, deeply satisfying. Thanks, Sharon.
Here’s to the pleasure discipline.