Glamourgirls are not born to be anonymous, so please don't forget to sign off again.

Anyway, i had a shopping dream last night about us! We were at a church camp in malaysia, and we were supposed to be playing a lame game in a shopping mall. Naturally, shu, melia and i escaped into the shops. There was a chingchong t-shirt store with chinese new year canto music blaring in the background, but the t-shirts were fabulous. Imagine your junkfood-type prints at pasar malam prices (i have a mouthful of words for pasar malams, but that shall come another time). Unfortunately we were broke, and we agreed that we'd come back after collecting cny money. Then it was a mad race through the shops before the game-time was up. "Should we be going back?" i kept asking, annoyingly paranoid and prudish in my dream, what a horror. But shu and melia just ignored me and kept shopping. The last stop was Aussino -definitely influenced by their hall decor talk on sunday- which was filled with pretty pretty cloth lanterns for the bedroom.

Shu showed me this pillowcase with a huge terry cloth mousehead stitched onto it. It had the most enormous ears any mouse has ever had in the history of applique sewing. "Isn't this so cute?" she gushed in her genteel shu way. "We got one each for our room!" The pillowcase was a washed-out hospital blue, and the mousehead was puke-brown. I had nothing to say.

Melia yanked out a metallic peach pen and bent over the cashier counter to write her name on her pillowcase.

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Bad case of dream shopping, i know. But i've had worse, in which my bcbg-and-ninewest friend bought knee-high camel-colored suede boots with embroidered flowers in all the colors of the chinese rainbow from a BATA SALE. So be grateful for your ugly pillowcases, because at least they were from aussino.

julie