I was on a trip and my sister was with me and Dad had signed us up and paid for us to buy gowns at a store for that night's dinner.
We went in after finding my name on the list and I was wearing an old jacket and funky black velvet shoes. I began to look through the whole store seeing the cocktail dresses but bypassing them to see if there were more.
"...low and behold there was a huge rack of cocktail and ballroom gowns."
A male clerk saw me and obviously didn't think I should be buying from his store but he didn't say anything.
I walked around and around and I couldn't seem to find the cocktail dresses again. They seemed to have disappeared.
Another female clerk that was working there let me into the back and low and behold there was a huge rack of cocktail and ballroom gowns.
Thanking her, I watched her leave in one of the gowns I was going to choose, because she was having dinner with us. I climbed up a step ladder and looked through all the dresses and found lots that looked good and then I woke up.
Grownup Ann says,
| Anyone else getting "Pretty Woman" vibes from this dream? |
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