Emelgee
I am watching a really skinny girl eating with a celebrity. I think Sophie Monk. The guy is tattooed – like he is a punk rocker. He is eating and she only drinks a fruit juice. Eventually they stand, she still has her drink in hand. She is wearing something black and quite form fitting. Her midriff is bare. The base of her top is covered in sequins as are her pants. She is aware she is being watched and she is acting up for the people watching. They leave the table and walk through a doorway.
While I am watching them eating, it is like I have a flashback to how this woman used to be before she was super skinny. She was larger, fatter, and she is at a party wearing some silver sequined bikini top and some sort of shimmery skirt. She is surrounded by people.
I am surprised that this woman could lose so much weight and not have any loose skin given she is so thin now.
Then I am walking with a friend (I don’t know if it is the same person who I watched eating) and we are in another country. I have gone to visit my friend and she is with her boyfriend. We are window shopping. I feel this friend has changed – that she is much more concerned with appearances and looking cool than I had remembered. We see a pair of fashionable pants in a shop window and she exclaims that she wants them. I look at her and tell her that these are skinny leg jeans and that these pants won’t suit her legs. Even though she is slim – her figure wouldn’t suit these pants. She doesn’t care – she wants them because they are cool and so her and her boyfriend go into the shop to buy them.
For some reason, I am very disappointed by this. Suddenly I am with a man who is caring for me. I complain to him that she has changed and I don’t know her anymore since she came here. He consoles me.
I realise I am eating a large, long chewy caramel covered with chocolate.
My friend and I go into a store that sells perfumes etc. My friend goes to the counter to buy me something to help me feel better. I remain at the front of the store and I see a perfume counter. On this counter I see perfumes that have been re-packaged. I know what these perfumes smell like already but this new packaging is more appealing to me visually, so I am more interested in them. I pick up a perfume so and press the top so a squirt of perfume is realised. I can see the spray of the perfume – the little droplets.
Then the dream jumps and I am in some sort of boxing fight. I don’t know if in this dream I am male or female. My opponent is male. We fight in a bathroom/toilet and then when the round is over, we exit to some more public place (which I don’t see in the dream) so the round can be judged and we can work out who is winning. The first round is pretty even.
We come back for the second round and this time I realise that if I slap my opponent lightly a lot and quickly – that this distracts him and so, I can wear him down and I can start to win. So I start to gently slap him – on his face, chest…anywhere within reaching distance.
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Any comments welcomed
Cheers
E
While I am watching them eating, it is like I have a flashback to how this woman used to be before she was super skinny. She was larger, fatter, and she is at a party wearing some silver sequined bikini top and some sort of shimmery skirt. She is surrounded by people.
I am surprised that this woman could lose so much weight and not have any loose skin given she is so thin now.
Then I am walking with a friend (I don’t know if it is the same person who I watched eating) and we are in another country. I have gone to visit my friend and she is with her boyfriend. We are window shopping. I feel this friend has changed – that she is much more concerned with appearances and looking cool than I had remembered. We see a pair of fashionable pants in a shop window and she exclaims that she wants them. I look at her and tell her that these are skinny leg jeans and that these pants won’t suit her legs. Even though she is slim – her figure wouldn’t suit these pants. She doesn’t care – she wants them because they are cool and so her and her boyfriend go into the shop to buy them.
For some reason, I am very disappointed by this. Suddenly I am with a man who is caring for me. I complain to him that she has changed and I don’t know her anymore since she came here. He consoles me.
I realise I am eating a large, long chewy caramel covered with chocolate.
My friend and I go into a store that sells perfumes etc. My friend goes to the counter to buy me something to help me feel better. I remain at the front of the store and I see a perfume counter. On this counter I see perfumes that have been re-packaged. I know what these perfumes smell like already but this new packaging is more appealing to me visually, so I am more interested in them. I pick up a perfume so and press the top so a squirt of perfume is realised. I can see the spray of the perfume – the little droplets.
Then the dream jumps and I am in some sort of boxing fight. I don’t know if in this dream I am male or female. My opponent is male. We fight in a bathroom/toilet and then when the round is over, we exit to some more public place (which I don’t see in the dream) so the round can be judged and we can work out who is winning. The first round is pretty even.
We come back for the second round and this time I realise that if I slap my opponent lightly a lot and quickly – that this distracts him and so, I can wear him down and I can start to win. So I start to gently slap him – on his face, chest…anywhere within reaching distance.
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Any comments welcomed
Cheers
E
