Note: This was a dream of mine. I have this warning here because some visitors have thought my life had just gone to pot, when really they were only reading one of my crazy dreams. :)

I was an Asian princess looking for a suitor. I wore flowing gray and blue robes and stood in the middle of a gymnasium-like building. My parents stood behind me, smiling and proud.

Hundreds of men and a few women came in through the double doors on the far wall. They walked toward us, smiling and reverent. There was one really gorgeous American man who looked to be about 19 or 20. He was smiling cockily as he walked up in front of me and bowed. I smiled back and walked up to him, pressing myself against him. I gripped his shoulders and stood on tip-toe, whispering in his ear, “You look like you’re straight out of GQ.” He smiled and whispered back some compliment. I pulled away and went to mingle with the other men, but kept returning to that guy.

After a while, I followed a thin, blonde girl and caught her arm. I led her into my room full of jewellery, and told her she could be my new maid. Her mother was there, looking through the jewellery. She wanted to buy some of it, but I told her I’d received them all as gifts, and that they were much too expensive for a peasant like her.

Her daughter, my new maid, went to take a shower in the adjoining bathroom, and I told her of the brown-haired man I liked. I put on a peach-colored necklace with turquoise stones. I had trouble tying on the necklace at first, but then its clasp changed to a metal latch, and I got it on. When the maid came out wrapped in a big, white towel, she seemed aghast. “You mean you only slept with him for your own pleasure?” she asked me. I declared that I’d never slept with him, and slapped her.