My pace definitely quickens when I walk past the wig store in Old Town Alexandria, and Kasia Swierczek's shot of the model heads reminds me why. It is possible to simultaneously appreciate the craft of wig making and be creeped out by the small legion of heads judging your every move, right?

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Who doesn't want a little head now and again? Particularly with an English barrister wig! Rowr.
I'm not sure whats creepier: that photo, the actual shop, or the fact that right next door is ANOTHER, almost as creepy, wig shop!
Wig Shop Row.
this is the reason i love old town.
The thing that I find irresistable about wigstore mannekins is that they have the sleepy-eyed, vacant look of English stage actresses and women who've just had frontal lobotomies.
Someone in this town really needs to open a merkin shop.
Agreed. What with everyone self-medicating their syphilis with mercury and their hair falling out everywhere, the need for proper pubic wigs is dire, to say the least. This town will never rise above third-world $h!thole Constantiople status without a decent selection of wigs.
Merkins made from Brazilian Wax.
I just googled "merkin" at work...thanks for that