Big Titty Mannequins
Mannequins are disturbing enough, but do we really need to give them size D breasts?
Spotted 'em in the window of a Manhattan t-shirt shop last night. It was cold. — BEN POPKEN
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Yes, I regret to inform you that there really *are* women like the mannequin on the left, with big breasts and a dress size larger than two. I know this distresses a large part of the male population, but you really must accept that boobs are not there to hurt you or intimidate you.
But the torpedoes are still kind of frightening.
The mannequins at American Apparel and the fancy-pants flagship Ralph Lauren store here in Chicago have these insanely pert nipples, I almost lost an eye at RL once when I turned a corner too quickly. At least the giganto-boobs are funny. The huge, perky, rock-hard nipples are downright creepy.
A lot of the Latina clothing stores in my old neighborhood had the booty mannequins with small chests, I didn't think they were all that unusual. What I want to know is how someone expects to sell clothes using mannequins that couldn't possibly fit correctly into anything actually for sale in the store.
.....We found a mannequin once in a dumpster. She was not so well-endowed as the models above, but cute, in a short-haired brunette sort of Vogue way! We took her home named her "Sally," drilled a hole in the top of her head, and fitted her with a big hook on top of her head. We then ran a clothes-line diagonally across the street. In the summer months, when we were out of school, we were allowed to play outside for a few hours after supper.
.....Occasionally, we would bring "Sally" out, let her ride on her hook, down the clothes-line, across the street in front of oncoming cars. It was a wonderful game of dodging and tire-screeching! Sometimes, Sally would get clobbered, though, and we'd learn new ways to scream four-letter words from the mean motorists who ran over her! On rare occasions, the car driver would even start looking through the bushes by the road, and we would have to run like hell!
.....This all ended tragically when one of the motorists who hit Sally decided to scoop her up and toss her in the trunk. We never saw her again.
I know this distresses a large part of the male population, but you really must accept that boobs are not there to hurt you or intimidate you.
Oh thank God! The truth is finally out. Yes, we all live in fear of women's boobs.
Well brothers -- with that behind us what'say we move on to solving this world peace thingy, eh? But first, a nice glass of warm milk. Ah ... that hits the spot.
















I was in Macy's a few weeks ago and all the mannequins seemed to be sporting perky stiff nipples. WTF?
It WAS pretty cold in there, though.