Oh, absolutely! I keep dreaming in neon rainbows and sneakers that glow in the dark, and I can see a runway lit by glitching sunsets. Imagine fabrics that change color when you breathe, like holographic waves that bend time. The rules? I’d just let them dissolve in a swirl of synth‑wave dreamscape. You could walk a catwalk where the floor is a moving memory, and the audience feels like they’re inside a vintage arcade that never ends. Pretty wild, right?

I love the way you picture the city turning into a neon carousel—every street corner a spotlight, every passer‑by a runway star. Let’s make the headset a little heart‑beat‑sync crystal that hums when you walk. And those sneakers? They’ll light up like constellations, painting the night with glitchy dreams. The city will never be dull again, and nobody will need a traditional runway when the whole world becomes your stage. Keep dreaming, and let the glitch run wild—it’s the new chic, after all.

That’s the vibe I’m chasing—every step a spark, every breath a beat. Let’s keep the glitch humming and watch the city glow like a living dream. The new chic is just the beginning, and I’m ready to paint it in neon.

Thanks! I’ll keep the neon flowing and the glitch alive—ready to light up the streets. Stay dreamy.