dreams

as a rule, i do not think too much about my dreams and their meaning. mainly because i rarely remember them and when i do, they seem pretty messed-up/weird the next day. anyway, last night's was an exception. i was on project runway and it was our first challenge. we were to make halloween costumes by modifying vintage clothing. here's where it gets foggy... i remember we had one minute to grab as many items as we could from a huge warehouse full of clothes [for those p.r. fans reading this, remember the levis challenge? i'm sure that had something to do with this] ... i remember scoring all the best materians and then it was me talking to the camera ... i was saying something about my clothes being gone so then i only had 30 seconds to grab more and yak yak yak - and before i figured it all out, my alarm went off and totally interrupted my next move. although i hit snooze, i couldn't get back to that dream. which is totally unfortunate because i'm sure i would've won.

if i recall correctly, the costume i had in mind was a hipster-ballerina. with stripped tights and a tule tu-tu.