when i go to sleep at night and when i wake up, this is what i dream about [because dreaming doesn't stop when the sandman evacuates the premises and the sun rises, you know].
i want the editorials, the magazine covers, the runway shows, the fashion weeks, the brand campaigns, the dresses, the accessories, the [sky-high] shoes, the fabulous personal wardrobe, the street-style photographer hoping for a glimpse of me, the renowned photographers shooting me, the everlasting marriage [to a rocker?], love, success, wealth, vogue, elle, paris, milan, japan, karl lagerfeld, christopher bailey, alexander wang, valentino, alexander mcqueen, christophe decarnin, nicolas ghesquiere, kate&laura mulleavy, terry richardson, gilles bensimon, patrick demarchelier, steven meisel, mario testino, peter lindbergh, annie leibovitz, solve sundsbo, ... the list goes on.
when i go to sleep at night and when i wake up, this is what i dream about. because the real dream happens when your eyes are open, and if i get to choose what happens--since i get to choose what happens--this is what i choose:


























