Is it wrong to idolize Karen Walker???

I love her.
I aspire to be just like her when I grow up.
The longer I spend looking for love, the more appealing a loveless marriage of convenience sounds. Karen Walker, by far my favourite character on the dearly departed sitcom Will & Grace, was a great woman. She had everything - except love. However, when one is a pill-popping, vodka-swilling, verbose fag hag with money to burn and all that free time, would one even be aware of absent distractions such as love???
She had a fabulous penthouse in Manhattan, a driver, a pharmacist, a maid, a gay boyfriend, she was dripping in diamonds and furs and, on top of everything, she was able to hang on to a part-time job! What a woman!
Of couse, it came at a price. She did have to sleep with old, fat and ugly Stanley Walker, but at the end of the day, it seemed to be a small sacrifice for all the fun she was having. The entire scenario is pretty well covered: in tough times, you have vodka and pills to dull the pain, sumptuous furs to cushion the blow and drivers to whisk you away from any unpleasant situations. There are women out there who have been able to achieve this sort of lifestyle by partnering with unfortunate looking men, such as any of Donald Trump's ex-wives or anyone who's ever dated Hugh Hefner (vodka must be a major stimulant for those girls - god, they work for it!).....
I'm not saying that this is an immediate goal, but I'd like to leave this out there as an option.