However, when I saw the look on my friend's face, I suddenly doubted the coolness of my fancy pants.
And that's really all I remember about my dream last night.
Tuesday, January 07, 2014
Mexico, Fancy Pants and Hypocrisy
Last night I dreamed that I was living in Mexico and getting ready for some kind of elaborate evening fiesta with an Old West theme. I looked in my closet and found these amazing high-waisted pants with fringe and conchos. I had no idea that I owned pants like these, but when I put them on, they fit perfectly. I remember feeling happy because I thought they looked good on me and they were very comfortable.
However, when I saw the look on my friend's face, I suddenly doubted the coolness of my fancy pants.
To which she replied:
Which I didn't really understand, because she was wearing this Davy Crocket knockoff: a suede jacket trimmed in black fringe.
And that's really all I remember about my dream last night.
However, when I saw the look on my friend's face, I suddenly doubted the coolness of my fancy pants.
And that's really all I remember about my dream last night.
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