I had a dream that I opened a little boutique of lingerie. Vintage style: think «Les Liaisons dangereuses», think Vivienne Westwood. I had three girls working there - pure dolls, like from an old book.
I, myself, was wearing horse-riding tight pants and horse-riding high boots and lace top. And I had to deal with the visitors - IT guys who went to install wi-fi, policemen who came to check up what's going on.... But no customers)))) And each of these people was astonished when they got in the boutique and saw this magic box inside. With my three dolls).
The window shop was very dark and old and not transparent, decorated with trashy velvet... and nobody could guess what treasures were inside. And I was saying all the time "we don't have the name, girls. we have to invent the right name. We need the right name, just like we are...."
And by the end of the dream I woke up with the name "Dangerous Creatures" - referring both to lingerie and the women, I guess))) so silly dream, but very vivid.
P.S. Nevermind, the most interesting thing is another - these days I had to invent some ad concepts (in reality) and I was hopeless for few days... But as soon as I woke up - I was already armed with some idea for advertising. And it was approved))).
