I just had a dream where I was a clown and I was outside the Manhattan Louis Vuitton store. Somehow I was using Louis Vuitton to further my own ends, which were kind of vague in the dream but had something to do with the support and development of clowning. So far Louis had made a window display with clowns wearing his clothes, and the clincher was a mass demonstration of clowning outside the store. Some people really got into it and I began clowning for them. The way I can tell this wasn't a lucid dream is that I was terrible as a clown. I was doing the cheesiest, least athletic things possible, none of which I've never seen a clown do. But the people loved it, and the lesson I got while in my dream was that if you try your hardest people will eat it up.
Not quite sure what to make of that one.