Just call me "Betty".
Last night I dreamt that my boyfriend was Don Draper.
Oh, dear. Charming, handsome, intelligent... fucked-up, sexist, possibly sociopathic Don Draper. And the weirdest part is that it wasn't even a hot 'n sex-ay dream. Nope, we were doing totally normal things like cooking satay chicken after work or going to the mall. It was snowing! This is very, very weird and may say disturbing things about my psyche. I'm scared.
Oh, dear. Charming, handsome, intelligent... fucked-up, sexist, possibly sociopathic Don Draper. And the weirdest part is that it wasn't even a hot 'n sex-ay dream. Nope, we were doing totally normal things like cooking satay chicken after work or going to the mall. It was snowing! This is very, very weird and may say disturbing things about my psyche. I'm scared.