Submariner's wife carries 1:1-scale simulacra of her husband while he's overseas.

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I don’t know about y’all, but I think I’d have nightmares for a week if I happened across a woman lingerie shopping while dragging around a creepy mannequin in fetish gear.

I get the feeling women have a bit more leeway with regard to this sort of behaviour than men do, somehow.

So a big dummy reminds of her husband?

I think it’s kinda cute. The article said she was making a photo album to show her husband where he’d “been” while he was gone, and the husband thought it was hilarious. Hey, anything that can cheer up a guy on a submarine is a Good Thing, in my opinion.

If it’s a joke, it’s really cute. If she actually thinks it’s for real, then that’s just creepy.

I’d like to do the same thing for one of my friends now–only maybe with a stuffed animal or something. rushes off to email :smiley:

It beats the hell out of garden gnomes… those things are creepy!

Yeah, at first I thought it was really creepy, but the bit about creating a photo album makes it sound more like something silly she’s doing to cheer up herself and her husband, and make something funny out of a bad situation. In that light, if I happened upon a sailor mannequin while my sailor husband was deployed, I’m not sure I could resist it.

I wonder if the dummy is “fully functional”.

What do you mean by “for real”? That she actually believes the mannequin is alive?

The photo album was cute and all, until you get to the ‘intimate’ section.

Well, the title of the thread suggested to me that she went out and had a dummy made of her husband so that she could carry him around and pretend that the dummy was her husband. That would be, at the very least, creepy, and I would question the woman’s mental state in that case. But what I gather from the article is, she was browsing eBay and found a sailor mannequin that just happened to bear a resembland to her sailor husband, and she decided to have some fun by creating a funny photo album. “Remember this one, Honey? This is when we went to Victoria’s Secret and you bought me that sexy bra. What do you mean you don’t remember what the bra looked like? Do I have to show it to you?” etc. etc.

Exactly, yeah. If she thought it was actually her husband and all, but I’m not getting that vibe from the article.

Hey, maybe we can do up a dummy of Cecil… :wink:

Am I the only one that watches “Good Morning America”?
Anyway, she was interviewed this morning and she seemed to be quite rational and not eccentric or quirky. As a nice touch, this morning they were able to let her speak to her husband while he was on board the submarine. (I always thought the Navy kept very tight restrictions on all submarine communications. It’s nice to see that the Navy relaxed the rules in this case.) It seems the husband and the whole crew get a good laugh out of this (and not at anyone’s expense).

Then again, how about the police officer in San Francisco who carries around a ventriloquist’s dummy - while on duty. It would be interesting to see him negotiate oh I don’t know - a standoff in a bank robbery?
Hey my partner says:
[muffled ventriloquist voice] “Come out with your hands up or I’ll blow your damned head off”

The poor guy got demoted.

The photo of him in the background in uniform shows he’s a Chief Petty Officer. The dummy is in regular dress blues for an E1 through E6.

That’s good to hear – in that first photo in the article, she looks more unsettling than the mannequin.

Glad to know it’s just one of those pictures that we all take. :smiley:

I wondered how far I’d get before I read something like this. I also laughed more than anticipated.

Well, apparently, sleeping with a dummy reduces the risk of death.

So maybe she’s just a big baby.

[nitpick] Simulacrum. Simulacra is the plural. [/nitpick]

It all seems rather poetic, because she resembles an inflatable doll herself.

No, but her husband goes down.

I was thinking that a life-size simulacrum of the wife for the submariner to take with him would be more of a morale-booster. :dubious: