I was this rich, spoiled girl and I was getting married, I had a white dress and there were white flowers everywhere and then they brought in a big bunch of orange flowers and I freaked out. I was like, “ Orange!!! Seriously? Why orange, why don’t you just get purple and blue and ruin my whole day, make everyone clash and I’ll be the laughing stalk of all my friends.” A girl walked by and was carrying bags of flowers that she was collecting and then a big bag of flowers landed at her feet because some lady threw them because it was her bouquet and her wedding wasn’t over yet and she picked it up and walked away. Then it switched back to me and I was all mad and then I had to go get a dress and I walked in the store and there was a million dresses there and my mom, it wasn’t my real mom, it was like a my movie mom, the whole time it felt like I was just watching a movie, I wasn’t in the movie but I know I was the rich, spoiled girl but it didn’t look like me. Anyways, I was picking out a dress and my mom was like, “ok honey why don’t you pick out a floor length dress to match your wedding dress” and I freaked out because I didn't want it and was like, “no I don’t want that, my magazine said no floor length and no cling to your body dress, I dont’ want a dryer sheet butt when I sit down and then stand up, it can’t be puffy, it will be flat if I set down, I have to have the perfect dress and no it can not be orange, it has to be perfect or I will die” Then I found a dress that clung to my body and had a big puffy flower thing around my neck and little puffy flower boob things and the rest of the dress just looked like a plain, long sleeve sweater dress. The owner came out and was like, “I’m sorry miss but you can’t try that one on, you do know it’s a size 6, that dress comes in other sizes, I don’t think that will fit you, let me get you another one”. I freaked out and was like, “I am a size 6, you see my ass, it’s a size 6 ass, the circumference equals the measurement of a size 6. I know I’m this size, I measured it and it is the same size of size 6 asses everywhere and don’t tell me other wise. I have be wearing a 6 all my life, my ass has never changed sizes, I am not getting another size. I am not fat, does this look like a fat ass, does this look like the ass of a fat lady, of a lady who’s not a size 6? Who’s not going to try on this dress? I didn’t think so, so now just let me try on the dress and prove to you that I am a size 6. You’re probably just mad because you're not a size 6, you just wish you were and have to make other people feel bad because they are smaller and work harder on their body and have to deal with this daily from mad people like you” Then my mom cam over and hugged me and was like, “Do you feel better sweetie, go try on your dress” When I turned around I saw a guy sleeping on the couch near the dressing room and was like, Hey it’s looks like you have a sleep problem, maybe you should go home.” or something stupid like that and then he woke up and and said, “hey it sounds like you have a freak out problem and size 6 ass, are you going to go home?” I smiled and said no. And then the scene changed and I was walking through the mall with my boyfriend and we were thinking about going out for lunch so we stopped by this place and walked in and was like, “Hey 2 salads and ketchup and hot dogs on the side for protein power.” He said, “Hey guys, you come in here so often and order the same thing that I already have it made for you as soon as you walk in the door.” I started eating and then my guy says, “hey they used real mayo, not the fake kind, it’s amazing, it taste amazing, did you try it, try it, come on just try it.” I don’t know why they gave me mayo on a salad but I tried it by dipping a little hot dog bit in it and I didn’t like it and while he was raving about it I said under my breath that it was gross and went on to eating my salad. Then I think I woke up.

In waking life, are you anything at all like the spoiled girl you were in your dream? Maybe the dream was a way for you to release some feelings that you normally hide in waking life.

I'm really not a spoiled girl, sure i have a lot of stuff but i don't get everything i want and i'm over the stage of freaking out when i don't get everything. But i know i freak out when someone says something about my size, maybe not out loud all the time but when i'm alone i freak out because that's a touchy subject. I guess it's just me letting out steam and letting me freak out for the time i couldn't in my walking life even though i really wanted to.

Yes, it probably is you just letting off steam in the dream, especially if you are sensitive about your size in waking life and the dream was about your clothing size.