Ever have one of those dreams where you can swear its ACTUALLY real but then something happens and you know for a fact its a dream. Well i had one of them last night, and it was really odd. I dreamt i was at the Cannes film festival-soon it wont be a dream, mark my words. SO anyways, you know the whole Cannes things, lights, camera flashes, enough diamonds to put De Beers to shame, louboutins etc etc. I was on the red carpet with some woman i recognised but couldnt quite put my finger on who it was, until Robert Pattinson of all people came up and started chatting to me and my date-to whom i was the date..if you get what i mean. So yeah we're there chatting away like we're besties and next thing sharon stone saunters over and like gives me this hug that was more like a rugby tackle and was all 'sweetie its been too long'. This went on for a while, with other celebs taking sharons place. Then i realised i was wearing what i wore to bed, i.e my russel athletic jumper and some comic book boxers, but i had on grey timberland boots as well. Then this is where it got a bit sad. I was Natatsha Richardson's date. But i didnt cop that until she walked away to go up stairs to the bar, but by the time i realised who it was i woke up and felt really really sad for some reason. I mean i never knew Natasha personally but through the dream i felt i did, then i felt really sad about her death. But then the weirdest thing was that despite the fact i was in my skivvy's i felt real comfortable at Cannes mmingling with R-Patz and Sharon and co.


Then on tonights dashboard i see pelayo diaz was actually at Cannes with the Dsquared family, as he calls them...the lucky git! Which reminds me, go buy he Wood, its smells UNREAL!!!
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