So I was having a realistic dream again. And it was beautiful. I was in a school / bookstore and I saw a magazine with Anthony Bourdain on the cover, then I looked up and HE was in the store walking by. Obviously I followed him from a distance. Brought the magazine to get his autograph on too. He was teaching a class at the school, so I went in to listen. The whole time I was in the class I was just thinking, ‘How can I get this man to take me back to his hotel room and fuck me?! HOW?!’ My plan was to just go up to him and talk after class and see how far I could get. But as the class started to end.. FUCKING OPRAH came in to give everyone in the class some free coasters, a different one for each day of the week. Then I woke up.
how he looked teaching the class.. (except a more brooding sexy look on his face)
how he was about to look if Oprah and her coasters didn’t wake me up.. DAMN YOU.
I could never not be horny for Anthony Bourdain. He is practically my dream man, I don’t care how old he is. He would probably dig my taste in music.