My New York Fashion Week Dream

There are only a few occasions when I want to stay in bed all day. My poor husband can attest to this, since I have been with him for over 10 years (I met him when I was 20)he has to regularly tell me not to wake him up early. I absolutely cannot help when I wake up and when I wake up a little company would be nice. Lol.

Anyways, back to my New York Fashion Week dream, when I woke up this morning I awoke to flashbacks of the most glorious dream I ever had. I hope this one comes true for sure.

My dream starts off with me in a car that my husband is driving, he stayed in my dream long enough just to drop me off in front of the venue where one of the New York Fashion Week events was happening. I hopped out of the car (it was a very nice dark fancy-ish car) to help a guy in front of a truck with loads of clothes on rolling racks.

I grabbed one and headed towards the doors. As I was walking with the clothes, I noticed thousands of people lined up in front on the red carpet waiting to get in. Flashes of lights going off every second. When arrived at the door, the doorman asked me a fashion question that I had to answer with the incorrect answer (the fashion codeword to get in). He let me in (he looked like Andre Leon Talley).

As I passed the bright white runway, I just thought how long it was and how scary it was to be a model walking down the whole length. When I arrived backstage there were corridors of model changing stations with clothes organized and shoes and people everywhere. I put away the first rack and suddenly my dreamed skipped to the 2nd rack, where these 2 girls were showing me the order. Then fear struck inside, I lightly got lipstick on the white / red check bodice, but no one was concerned and didn't say anything. Ah relief, then my dream was happy again.

My last rack to put away was for the kids runway set. The kids runway set was fun, I organized the clothes and they were so tiny and cute. Then suddenly I saw the cutest thing ever. Care Bears hanging from hangers to match the kids clothes.

Then, alas, my dream ended. Never had I wanted to go back to sleep to continue my dream. Maybe one day soon, my dream will continue in real life.