Since a lot of y’all are wondering... YES. I have a mannequin in my apartment. I named it once. But forgot. The name. There is a REASON this thing is here. And I will tell you.

When I first moved to DTLA, probably two years ago at this point, I was OBSESSED with all the strange, janky clothing/fashion stores all around my neighborhood. I’d look in all the time. But never buy anything. Until. One day. One of those stores had an “Everything Must Go” sale.

I went in. Nothing spoke to me. But I found the whole experience fun. Looking at all this stuff I didn’t want. Asking questions about where all the things came from. Eventually I asked, “So EVERYTHING must go??!! Even the mannequins?” Long pause...

“Yes,” the guy said, calling my bluff.
*another long pause*
“Oh,” I said... “How much??”

“Uuuhhhhmmmm... Fourty bucks!”
*long pause*
I couldn’t lose this standoff. So. I bought the mannequin. It serves no purpose, other than to remind me that I will always see a bit through to its logical end. Also, shoutout @kcrw for that hat that adorns this mannequin’s head.

Ok so I don’t feel embarrassed now, share images of the strangest things in YOUR homes...