In all the excitement of being swamped by the red haze of rage this week, I forgot to post about the dream I had last week. Basically, it was a lovely little RPF-related dream, in which I bought a glossy, groovy magazine only to find that Went and Sarah had done a very nice photoshoot together (showing off their pretty chemistry and some random designers' clothing line). Some of the poses were quite whimsical (involving her dangling some handcuffs from the tip of one finger, for example) but the ones of them together were all quite hot.
And yes, when I woke up and realised it wasn't real, I was sad.
The thing is, I now know WHY I had the dream. Two days ealier, I had been talking about
This advertising campaign for Industrie Clothing to
scribblecat and how there are bus adverts in my city and every time I see one, I immediately put Went and Sarah's faces on the models.
*facepalms*
I still want that glossy magazine photoshoot, though. Seriously. In one photo, they had them entwined and he was kissing her neck. HER NECK, people.