i dreamt i was in ross, shopping for something with sarah and her mom. we walked into the store and, instead of just being a regular ross with one floor and dank lighting, it had stairs that led down to the very exciting netherworld of my dreamland ross. there were magnificent designer shoes of all shapes, colors and sizes and they were all gorgeous and wonderful.
the most interesting part was the purses. they were weird little things, woven out of grasses and they looked totally unsturdy and unuseful. i guess they were just pretty much for show.
i remember thinking how i wanted to buy something but i had no money. even in my dreams, my poverty reigns supreme.