I have been having weird dreams since I was a child. From the age of eight I had a recurring nightmare that I was on a train and the next compartment was filled from floor to ceiling with pins. A giant was telling me that I had to move all the pins from one carriage to the next in 3 seconds or…I knew the ‘or’ meant death and I was aware the 3 seconds was already up. That dream went on for years.
Since then I have had a good dream at least once a week, though now I have started Dream of the Week I probably wont have one for ages. I remember a dream I particularly liked from about 12 years ago. In real life, my fashion label was being produced by an Italian company that also worked with the designer Martin Margiela. Margiela is very modest and has never had his portrait published. In my dream there was much speculation about who Martin Margiela really was. After a while I realized that actually I was Martin Margiela! That was a great dream.
