The Mister and I decided yesterday to go to Pittock Mansion. I had heard that it was really cool to see during the holidays all bedecked with Christmas paraphernalia.
As we walked around, things took a turn for the creepy. Behold, a christmas wreath made of….
baby doll heads? Are those baby doll heads?!?
Indeed, they are! wow. doll heads.
Things got weirder and weirder. So weird that I failed to take photos of it all. Until I saw the mannequin getting drunk on the sleeping porch because, well, you just have to pull out the camera when you see a drunk mannequin.
Aside from the doll parts, it was pretty and fun. And it was even pretty fun. We ended the day with the best cup of hot cocoa I have ever had.