It seems to be that while I almost always have a few plans up my sleeve when I adventure with Mercutio, the Universe tends to have one too and that plan almost always includes a surprise mannequin encounter when I least expect it.
After seeing the cake at Jay International and enjoying some delicious lunch, we headed just up the street a little to the next cake on our list at the Compton Hill Water Tower, and boy, was that place incredible!
The Compton Hill Water Tower is one of only 3 remaining water towers in St. Louis (out of 7 in the whole US) and the “youngest” of those three as well having been constructed in 1898.
included climbing the steps pictured above and stopping for a photo op with a surly bearded fountain man.
But of course, all fun times must come with an equal amount of sketch when this Cake Monster is involved. And so as we headed back down the steps to admire the Water Tower from a far, what did we run into but none other than a mannequin!
Well, ok, she’s not quite a mannequin in the typical stringy haired, expressionless face, soul stealing eyes fashion, but in my book if it looks like a human but isn’t really a human, it’s a mannequin and to be feared or at least approached with caution.
But in fairness to the mannequin, she was pretty legit, in as much as mannequins can be legit. Her name is The Naked Truth, and she was given to St. Louis in 1914 by the German-American Alliance as a remembrance of 3 influential German St. Louis newspaper editors.
The statue is made of bronze, as requested by Adolphus Busch, in an attempt make her actual nudity a bit more subtle.
From afar, this mannequin was all right. In fact, I kind of liked her from far away – I can appreciate mannequins that stand for things and stay away from me. However Mercutio had other ideas:
Mannequin sketchiness aside, I have probably passed by the Compton Hill Water Town dozens of times, but never really knew much about its history, so I guess I can say I’m thankful for not only getting to learn more about a historical St. Louis landmark, but also for yet another opportunity to attempt to face my fear of mannequins and live to tell the tale.