Dreams

Dream #!
-Paul, my gorgeous husband, was
discovered by Marc Jacobs and became an
international supermodel.....at age 50.
Marc Jacobs liked the fact that Paul was
a regular guy and decided to use that.
Paul's clothes consisted of tuxedoes covered
in glitter and the shirts were different colors.
When he wore the deep blue shirt his face was
painted blue to match the shirt - it was a concept
thing. And a curling iron was used to create
antennae looking things in the front of his head.
Paul was going to be a superstar. Not only was
he going to travel all over the world, but he
was going to lecture on being a "regular guy"
who modeled.
I was pissed because he had to be in Milan at
4pm on Christmas and that was going to ruin our plans.
I was also pissed because he was hanging out
with male and female models who were doing drugs.
He just wanted to model for a year to make a ton
of money for us.
I was sure he was going to leave me for life
in the fast lane.

Dream #2
-I'm working in an office.
Jan from The Office is my boss.
Obama also works in my office but he's not
the president or anything, he just worked there.
Jan thinks I'd be right for a position in NYC.
She sends me on an interview.
There are 6 of us up for the job.
One girl who already went on her interview told me
there was a uniform for the position which consisted
of a plaid skirt, a navy blazer with a patch on the pocket,
knee socks........and a helmet.
I took a handsome cab to the interview and the
driver asked me for my number and I gave it
to him hoping he'd call me for a date.
The interview, which was in the Citicorp
Center was held in a section of the
center where the Duggars - the one's with
18 children lived, in their house.
It as filthy. I had to go into the
bathroom to put on tights but the
door wouldn't lock.
Then I got a headache and woke up.

I relayed these dreams to Paul - my supermodel,
and he asked me, "are you sure you're not supposed to
be taking those pills anymore?"