I'm good at falling prey to commercialism hell. Last night I dreamed I was shopping with all of my friends, and I kept throwing $300-$500 dresses and shirts into the cart. Then I found the most adorable pair of Guess strappy 4" heels that looked like they'd fall apart if anyone even tried to use them. They were absolutely perfect. I woke up feeling fat and grumpy. I hate dreaming about shopping.
I'm even a consumer in my dreams.
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