I had a nightmare I looked like Courtney Love. NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!

Maybe I didn't know what I was afraid of...till my subconscious reminded me in a strange dream this morning. I had to get up early to get Zach to his berry picking job, and went back to sleep for a bit after breakfast. When he called me to pick him up, he interrupted my "nightmare." And what would the "nightmare" of a 34-year-old mother of 4 be? I was at work, going through the hall to the cafeteria for my break, when what should I see roaming my way....a polar bear!!! I quickly stepped into the restroom, breathing shallow and ragged with fear as I told 2 coworkers what I had seen. But I forgot all about the coworkers and the bear when I saw an even scarier thing in the mirror: my pale, fearful face topped with bleached blonde hair and 1 inch dark roots. It looked trashy and hideous on me, and was far scarier than the bear. HOW DID THIS HAPPEN!!! ALL WRONG FOR MY SKIN TONE!!!! NOT THE MESSAGE I WANT TO CONVEY!!!!! (Can you believe this retardation and shallowness and vanity?!)