So, I had this crazy dream last night. It was oddly foreign, yet eerily familiar... For the most part, it felt totally normal except for a few minor differences: My hair was curly, I was three inches taller and I was no longer in Fashion
(Who am I kidding, that last one was a major difference.)
The only other difference was that instead of Richard Gere, Mr. Darling was the one in the grey suit!