Thursday, 26. June 2008
It is very unusual that I’m soundly sleeping when my alarm goes off. Usually I wake up around 5:30 a.m. and tell myself to fall back into a deep sleep because I have whole hour. That never happens. I doze in and out, but am usually awake when the alarm goes off.
Not this morning.
Today, I was stirred awake (THANKFULLY) by the alarm. I was in a deep sleep and in the middle of Wedding Nightmare No. 1.
Here’s what I can remember.
Someone had done my hair and my bangs were doused in Aqua Net. I kept trying to smooth them down thinking that I could fix it. But trying to smooth it only made it break. This is the visual I had in the mirror:
Eventually, I got over the hair because I looked at my watch and it was 5:30 p.m. I was supposed to be at the wedding at 6:30. I was not dressed and had no make up on. This will come as a shocker, but I was yelling at the guy who worked at the restaurant (yes, I was getting ready in a restaurant for some unknown reason) to bring me a glass of wine. I was anxious and wanted to calm down.
The wine and the make up person arrived shortly thereafter. All I know is that she proceeded to do my make up with a lot of black eyeliner. This is how it looked in my dream:
No, it was not a “cute” goth look.
Then comes the dress. I put it on and it’s long sleeved. Granted the sleeves are lacy so at first I’m kind of OK with it. But, as I start looking at myself, I realize that I’m covered in lace head to toe. It’s the most un-sexy, un-cute wedding dress ever. It looked pretty much exactly like this:
So, as we are hurrying to the beach because at this point we are late. Of course nothing is going right and I’m getting hot. I decide to stop along the way and rip off the sleeves. I feel like I can make it cuter if it’s sleeveless.
We finally get to the beach, but everyone is swimming with these whales that will carry you out into the ocean. I ride one out and am then just floating in the ocean. The whales start shooting out of the water up into the sky about 500 feet above us. The worry then becomes how to avoid them when the come back down.
I make my way back to shore where there is a seahorse waiting for me. Then I wake up.
Is this going to go on for an entire year? Will there be any dreams where I’m wearing a Vera Wang and had my make up done by Bobbi Brown and my hair done by Jennifer Aniston’s stylist?