Last night I dreamed me and a friend lived in this little apartment. The building has been vacant except for this apartment, which was nothing special, but decorated like some bohemian artist loft. If you looked in the vacant part, there were these beautiful white pillars, and had this French Boiserie and painted all white. I wondered why we didn't just take over the whole building.
I had a really cute artist sewing room that was small, but cozy and inspired me. I was so happy with it, even if it was very pink. The walls were decorated with photos and faces of joy.
My friend Katie was looking through the photo collages.
[Remember when you had a point and click camera and you'd just take photos of you and your friends hanging out then make wall collages? It was so satisfying! It was like that!]
We could really read into the culture of the friends group from these photos. It was a group of queers from the late 90s and early 90s being their biggest selves with friends they felt safe with. It was quite the collage!
The next day a different friend, Rebecca, came over, and was like "Did Katie see these?" And I was like "yes." Then my other friend warned me that Katie was going to capitalize on this and steal it for her own because she started a marketing company but it was on TikTok, and she didn't go to college so she never learned about plagiarism. I was sad about this.
Also, my friend I lived with was wearing this pink satin ensemble that I had made an identical one when I went to school for fashion design. The only difference was the top. This top was made of a different type of satin and like one of those 1940s midriff tops. It was SO out of character for them since they are very Masc. It wasn't even being worn ironically, they just wanted to wear a hot pink satin outfit!
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