glass shoe

I dreamt.... but I remember from the end on... I had traveled to Italy. BW is a friend who is a glass blower and I thought I should take some photos for him of the glass art I was seeing. Some things had happened before as well. I dreamt that my dad... well it was a mix... as though he was a dad, my grandpa, a mentor... was involved in my life and caring. Wanted me to see things, not that he wanted to see, but that he knew would inspire me, make me think, make me grow... . It was a nice feeling. So in the store... I was walking around and saw some glass vases... I almost took a pic but then thought they were normal and he wouldn't think anything of them, then I saw a unique sculpture of clay... it was of an abstract woman figure... but the body was painted on in a lifelike way... I thought I wanted this idea for myself.. and it was not glass, so I didn't take a photo.... then I saw more glass... I thought maybe not impressive enough for him.... then I saw a unique sculpture... it was a putty/lavendar/grayish color... it looked like a shell for a moment and then looked like a high heel shoe... it was rather large... I was looking for a price as I really fell in love with the color, and I knew a friend of mine that liked shoes... it was over $800 but look liked it had been on sale, but no, but yes... I couldn't tell by the pen marks. I went to ask the sales lady about it and she said many had been interested and that it was not on sale price. The feeling of the dream for the most part was ok.. I was on vacation and I was getting nice attention from a mentor (grand)fatherly type... but then I realized... I had spent my whole trip thinking of what everyone else would like instead of what I wanted to look for...