Except last night. Nope. Last night was spent with Gordon Ramsay. You’re probably thinking ‘ooohh – she finally got one of those sexy dreams’! I wish (keep dreaming!). At least it wasn’t a nightmare.
It was weird though. Really weird. I was working his personal assistant, and instead of bitching me out when I made mistakes, he smiled and flirted #weird.
He flew me out to England on his personal jet (he even flew!) and I ended up assisting him in a kitchen. He chauffeured me around Paris and then had me measure his apartment for new counters and a new washroom. Except by then…. he looked like my step-dad. What?
Yup. All in all, a very weird dream. Nothing sexy, no nightmares…. just…. weird.
So, I spent the night with Gordon Ramsay. Who were you with last night?