I had a dream that I told Gwyneth Paltrow how much money I spent on clothes last month.
"That's not that much money," she replied. "That's nothing."
I woke feeling much more comfortable with my sense of entitlement. Shoot, Gwyneth has a bowling alley of shoes. What's the big deal with spending half a car payment on denim?
Just for today, I can remember my dreams.



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