When I was a kid, I use to dream I was in Disneyworld, only to wake up disappointed that the only ride I was going on was the bus to school.
Now that Disney kind of lost its appeal, it seems it's becoming Chanel.
Only that in my dream, they were having a sample sale (kind of like Disney really). But I was not invited. Bad?
So somehow I manage to get it at the end of the day. I go straight to the sunglasses, which are reduced to £10 (!!). As I am browsing, a sad mean little man comes and starts collecting them all, saying the sale is almost over and he needs to clean up the displays. Even worse?
I manage to convince him to give me one minute, and just get around 10 pairs of sunglasses to choose from later. When I start trying them on, I discover all of them are men's models, as I was looking in the wrong section. Now that is the worst thing that could happen.
And no, I am not superficial. I am sure this dream has deep psychological hidden meanings and it is not simply about my lust for all things Chanel. It is my story and I am sticking to it!