Angelina Jolie, Mismatched Heels and Cinnamon Buns!
Right… For anybody who really knows me, they probably know that I usually have vivid dreams… Sometimes scary, sometimes highly disturbing but most of the time the dreams are just plain weird… Though this one doesn’t really rank high on the weirdness scale, it’s the only one I remember at the moment
I’ll try and write proper (whatever that means…)
The hotel lobby was high class with black marble floors and crystal chandeliers lighting every corner of the grandiose space creating rainbow reflections on the walls. I felt out of place and under-dressed, I was wearing a pair of worn jeans, a vintage coca-cola t-shirt and a pair of Birkenstock. I half expect the other guests to be wearing cocktail dresses and tux. But then a middle-aged man with a pronounced beer gut wearing an orange Hawaiian shirt, khaki shorts, a pair of flip-flops walked by, only then I started to relax. I headed straight for the elevators, I wasn’t sure what was my destination but I knew I had to go up.
As I managed to push and shove my way in, the elevator became larger. There were a lot of people but oddly enough there was still room to maneuver. At the back of the elevator I saw Angelina Jolie clad in black changing into a floral print sun-dress. She looked up and handed me her leather boots and asked me where her other shoes were. For some apparent reason I gave her my Birkenstock and I put on her boots. As the doors to the elevator open, she told me not to mention anything to anyone. I was confused but I managed to nod.
I walked out of the elevator into what looked like a gaming center. Immediately I smelled cinnamon buns and proceeded to hunt them down. As I reached the snack bar all I found was apple pies and cakes but no cinnamon buns. At that point I was irritated. I walked away in search of my friends and I felt myself walking funny, like one of my legs was longer than the other. I looked down to see the boots I was wearing had different heels. One was a bulky four-inched heel and the others was a six-inched stiletto. I spotted my friend playing pokies and asked her if she was winning…
Then I woke up thinking about cinnamon buns………. >_<



