Forget the gooey romanticism of Valentine’s Day. Peer into a night-time shop window crowded with love-laced commodity. Is this the look of love? Are relationships implied? Is the sex good? A brilliant holiday homage that’s touching, creepy, and funny all at the same time.
On a rainy night, a red-haired mannequin awakens behind glass, intent on something beyond her current condition. An object among objects, she stretches, seemingly unmindful of her own resplendence.