Mannequins. You don’t really think so much about them. They play such a subdued role. Most of the time they don’t even have a head. The point is to put the focus on the clothes right? Judging by the trends here on the Mainland, you probably do want to distract people as much as possible from the horrid late 90’s Le Chateau knockoffs the poor mannequins must bear. Who knows what the mannequin puppeteers were thinking? Maybe they wanted to create mannequins as hideous as the clothes that they would wind up wearing. The weirdest thing is that these strange statues of style are in a country where most fashion and art lean to the conservative. You can imagine the hilarity that ensued when I came across all these guys in the less than 24 hours I was over in Huangdao.

The employees this store must have thought I just escaped from the clinic, because I was on the ground laughing at the sight of this guy:

more on the click, and I apologize in advance for damaging your vision by the heinous chinese fashion

I’m not sure what’s worse, her misshaped head, orangepurple hair, or what she’s wearing.

“AHHhhh why am I wearing a Fox News tilly hat????”

This is what happens when clowns and mannequins breed.

“if it’s gonna be that kind of party, i’m going to stick my dick in the mashed potatoes!”

This is the “about to be molested” look.

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