You're walking through Oakland's "Uptown" (formerly Downtown), where retail is scarce and often sad. (Example: the "Wig's" store.) As you round a corner near the 19th Street BART station, the sight of this window brings you to a confused halt.
What. The. Hell?
Questions tumble through your head. Did you miss the grand opening of some too-cool-for-school boutique from Manhattan's Meatpacking District? Is the display a contender in a new "Pimp My Store Window" reality show? Did the gang from Fecal Face Gallery stage a stealth installation?
You check out the details: Rococo chair. Bare feet. Ill-fitting clothes. Randomly draped red fabric. No hands on the mannequin.
Hee! I'm going to go with "lost the will to live..."
Posted by: tanita | June 21, 2009 at 10:00 AM
I think it's kind of cool.
Posted by: Patrick | June 21, 2009 at 06:03 PM
this is lovely! i like the oakland sears a lot (though you should never try to return anything there).
Posted by: felicity | June 22, 2009 at 12:19 AM
I never thought I'd miss downtown Oakland, but indeed I do.
Posted by: Marta Randall | June 22, 2009 at 11:57 AM
This is perfection. Exquisite! Every detail is so wrong it's right. And if there's one thing fathers need, it's an extra set of hands!
Posted by: Kelly Parkinson | June 22, 2009 at 07:26 PM
The main idea is there. A Father looking at dad goods, dreaming of a Father's Day gift. What went wrong?
Last heard at Sears, Oakland : " After you finish the Father's Day window you can go home!"
Posted by: Nick | June 22, 2009 at 10:50 PM