Looking through the window of your favorite store. You dream one day to afford the dress she wears. When you stop to think wouldn't you get lost in the sea of all the remarkable likenesses of everyone else? You would be like the Mannequin standing before you. A copy of each other. No remarkable differences. You lose yourself to be the same. To be popular. To have a dress you yearn for because you saw it in a popular magazine. Let's turn the page and be ourselves.