Going to Vegas to sing in a choir at a fairy casino. (dream)

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DREAM

I'm at my step grandparents' house, and me, and the whole extended family are all packed to go on a trip to Vegas together. I realize I might have time to put on my makeup when some people start dilly dallying. I've just been running around with copper eyeshadow for a long time. It makes me look washed out, and like I've been crying.

Now, I take some black eyeliner out of my bag and start applying it. I take out a small liner brush, wet it with some water, and swirl it in the black powder. I apply the powder to my eyes. Unfortunately, the pigment is a sickly, clumpy gray. I try again. Nothing. I try a marker liner. That works a little better, but not much. 

We hit the road and make it to our performance venue in Vegas. We're going to be singing in a choir. We're exploring some of the rooms in the building. It's a casino, basically. 

I overhear from some fairies flying around the giant elevator that the last person to add to a clothes pile is the one that has to be gotten rid of in order to get rid of the unsightly pile. I add my nail polish to the clothes pile, hoping it will be very hard to notice the change. I don't want to be targeted for whatever they plan to do to this person, but if they're going to target someone in my family, I'd prefer it was me. 

I get off on a floor, and start walking outside in the winter. I see one of our dogs. He's frozen solid. Another of our dogs runs around. I bring the frozen dog back inside while calling the other dog, hoping he'll come--and he does.

INTERPRETATION

I've been thinking about my step grandparents a lot. They're really amazing people, and they make me feel like I'm a part of their family. I like them very much. The only biological grandmother I ever met was violent at many, many points in her life, and very unpleasant in general, so it's really nice to have more kind, considerate people in my life. 

I've only seen my step grandparents during special occasions like the holidays, and all the ladies in the family wear makeup, and it's an important ritual to them (or so I'm told). I haven't worn makeup in a very long time, so I guess I'm a little insecure about my skills at this point. 

And my indoor cat escaped recently, and I had to get him back. He ran straight up a tree. That's kind of like chasing after dogs. 

All in all, a pretty random dream. I even dreamed about dirty laundry in this one.