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I don't blog dreams a lot, but my dreams aren't usually this creative, so what the heck. Okay, actually, the first part of the dream isn't especially creative. I was at a fashion show, and the first designer's concept involved making all of his models look like Fern Mallis. Clearly that's just too many hours of Bravo TV talking. But the second designer had these crazy male models on horses, only they were rigged with some combination of mechanical harnessing and prosthetic makeup so that they looked like honest to goodness centaurs. Well, they had weirdly spindly legs as part of the contraption that combined the two of them (there was some sort of stilt assembly that let the rider control the horse's legs with his own since it couldn't see), but centaurs. And in the dream, this wasn't just some fashion statement, but there was a whole community of people who lived like this. They had a name, but I have no idea what it is now. It was weird and bizarre and absolutely cool, which my brain never dreams, so: go brain! Tags: anecdotes
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