Mannequin.

This post won't be about American Idol or about anything of significance. I just wanted to share something with you that will astonish you and change your life forever.

A mannequin.

A few blocks from my office is a small apartment complex where the second floor of each apartment has a balcony that faces a main road. While most people decorate their balconies with strand lights (during Christmas) or pumpkins (during Halloween), one resident of the complex has taken it upon herself/himself to be the resident whack-job. This means that s/he has shucked tradition by throwing out all Christmas lights and replacing them with a mannequin. This mannequin is quite festive. She's dressed up for every holiday in the appropriate gear - Santa Suit, Mardi Gras mask, witches hat - what's not to love?

Today, she's sportin' her summer garb - bright, lime-green sun-dress, no shoes. The only thing that's missing today is her hair. I guess her owner was opting for the Phil Stacey look. Judge for yourself.

I will keep you posted anytime the mannequin changes clothes. Just so you know I am risking life and limb here because the crazy person leaves the windows open during the day and can probably see me taking pictures with my phone. Hopefully s/he won't have me arrested.