Fader Front Cover
Chuckling to himself in his Miami studio, The Dream eats a piece of cherry cheesecake that his assistant Tammy brought in from a boutique down the block.
“There’s a piece of cake out there for every hit I made” The Dream tells FADER magazine correspondent Peter Macia, who’s interviewing him at the moment.
Roughly six weeks later, The Dream is strolling down Main street in Miami sipping a Starbucks matcha latte. Louis, The-Dream’s rather large, slightly poofy poodle, bounds faithfully behind him, eyes filled with manic chaos.The Dream passes a Standard Bookstore and stops in because his publicist hasn’t sent him that FADER copy that he did an interview in. Louis waits outside, tethered to a fire hydrant, plotting the destruction of the universe inside his tiny skull. The woman at Standard lets The Dream have the magazine for free when she sees his face on the front of it, and when she hands the magazine to him her hand lingers on his for a few seconds longer than is necessary.
The Dream untethers Louis and reads while he walks.
“during our photoshoot, he points out that the reason his slim T-shirt looks extra slim is because “there’s a piece of cake out there for every hit I’ve made.” That is, no offense to Dream’s physique, a lot of cake.”
“Jesus Christ, Louis” The Dream mutters under his breath. “They’re pretty much trying to crucify me in this thing.”
Louis bounds along, oblivious to The Dream’s concerns, focusing all his energy on summoning the destruction of the poodle across the street through using psychokintetic energy.