Being one of the living certainly can’t be beat, but there’s something to be said about the wonders of being inanimate and yet beautifully lifelike all the same. I’ve always had a mannequin to hold my morning robe, and I’d name her if not for the teasing and odd looks I’d surely get upon someone hearing me say, “Oh Marie-Èlise, you look so good in my silk cover-up today.” But secretly she does have a name... and a personality, if I’m being honest. But that’s a tale for another day... in the meantime, enjoy these snaps of mannequins turned décor...
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