I have an active dream life. Recently I dreamt about hanging out with J.Lo (Jenny to me, now). She’s so down to earth and oh, that figure of hers! She was wearing a body-fitting over the knee dress. I told her it looked so good on her! Michelle Obama, in my dreams, is such an easy person to hang out with. We became fast friends at a girl’s night out party. We both love homemade ginger cookies. We swapped recipes. I dreamt about former Vice-President Joe Biden. He truly does give the best hugs. What a guy!
Oprah wanted to argue with me about an outfit I put together for her best friend, Gayle King one night in my dreams. What Oprah wasn’t understanding is that I was following Gayle’s style recipe. It benefited Gayle to look like her best self. I said, “No Oprah, let me explain how I’ve teamed these pieces to match Gayle’s style recipe.” Oprah listened, stood back on her heels, put her hand to her chin, took it in, thought about it, and then finally concurred. Whew! I wasn’t sure I was going to win that one! She’s Oprah after all.
In a recent dream I was attending a bash in San Francisco in a place with theater seating. Coach Steve Kerr of the Golden State Warriors and his wife were sitting right in front of me. Longtime San Francisco politician, Willie Brown, was sitting next to him. It was fun to see them all so very happy! When the party was over everyone was carpooling from San Francisco to Los Angeles. I was so hoping to ride in their car. What fun stories they’d share during that seven-hour drive.
But I lost track of them when the party let out. Instead I ended up in a car with a young offspring from the Ernest Hemingway family. Her name was Petra Hemingway. She was a stylist and big on Instagram. I started talking to her about styling. She styles for the red carpet crowd in LA. “Does anyone ever disagree with your choices?” I asked her. “Yes,” Petra answered. “Ewan McGregor thought he didn’t need a stylist anymore, but he does!”
Once we got to LA we were dropped off at Saks Fifth Avenue for an after hours shindig. The store was filled with party revelers who had been in SF earlier. In one section of the store, men were getting advice on makeup and grooming. Petra jumped in while a man was demonstrating on a 50-year-old guy. She wanted to advise them both on men’s haircuts. With her hand she lifted the top part of this guy’s hair up. She demonstrated how if a stylist cut his hair so there was a defined line leading from his temple to just above his ear, he’d look far younger and more exciting. I could see exactly what she was saying. This 50-year-old looked so much sharper with that lift. She’s amazing, I thought.
Together we went into the accessories department where we overheard a shopper, someone who’d been shopping for at least five or six decades. She said, “What the crap has happened to Neiman-Marcus?” The shopper was dressed in a divine black skirt suit with puffy sleeves, maybe Dior. She had sheer black stockings on and black pumps. Petra and I looked at each other and giggled.
While watching the shoppers and sales associates in the accessories department, I started swaying from one foot to the other as I often do when I’m standing up observing action, like at basketball games, music concerts, and now Saks Fifth Avenue’s accessory department. She was standing close to me and soon we were swaying back and forth right in synch. It was like we were doing a synchronized swaying routine. We laughed and really got into it, creating all kinds of variations on swaying!
And then I woke up. The dream seemed so real I actually took to Google to have a look at the Ernest Hemingway family tree to see if there was a Petra. No Petra.
Now come with me into my waking life. A couple of days after this dream, I went to get a haircut at Urban Elements in Petaluma. Ruthie was cutting my hair as usual and two stations over, Max was giving a guy a haircut. It was exactly the haircut that Petra had demonstrated there in Saks Fifth Avenue in my dream! I was so amazed I had to ask the guy if I could take his picture.
Do you agree with Petra that a defined line makes this guy look younger and sharper?