It was always going to struggle with me. I don't dream very often (well, apparently everyone dreams every night but I rarely remember any - not even a hint) but when I do, they are odd dreams indeed. Like the time I was stepped on by a Transformer. Or the time that I discovered that the piece of string that tethers the Moon to the Earth had snapped and it was too slippery and fine for me to keep a firm grip on. Bye bye Moon.
Bizarrely, the website got the colour of the dress right. Red. Eek.