The Butter Rum Cartoon: MYSTERY MANNEQUIN

Can anyone tell me who made our mannequin, or anything about it? If you can, please comment below.

When I was the mailman in downtown Branson, Missouri, I used to pass this mannequin each day as she modeled wedding gowns in the window of a consignment store. I thought she was pretty. Eventually the store moved to the other side of the block where there was more parking available, and more people walking by. Years later I noticed they were going out of business, and when I brought their mail in to them, I noticed the mannequin, naked, by the wall behind the counter. I remarked to the shopkeeper how I had admired her in the window each day, and she asked, "Would you like to buy her?" They were closing so selling all the items they could.

"How much?"

"A hundred and fifty dollars."

So the next thing I knew, I was carrying a six-foot-tall naked mannequin across the busy downtown sidewalk and loading her into the back of my mail truck. As I walked out of the store, the shopkeeper called out, "Do you want to know her name?"

"Sure," I said.

"Sophia."

When I admired Sophia on my mail route, I never dreamed that she would one day be standing beside the bed in our bedroom, and my wife Micki wasn't as happy about it as I was, but she's always put up with me, bless her heart.

For some time, Sophia donned the short, curly, brunette wig the store had given me for her, and wore only one of my mail shirts, that went down only to her upper thighs. Over the years we tried different clothes on her, but one of Micki's outfits lasted the longest. It wasn't long before I ordered a new, long, brown wig for her, making her look more natural.

After turning one of our rooms into the Lund Library, now with 3,691 books and many hundreds of videos, what better librarian could we have than Sophia? So our daughter Glory found and bought and dressed her in suitable clothing for a librarian, and Sophia has been overseeing our library ever since.

But I don't know anything about this quality mannequin. She's six feet tall on tip-toes, with a heavy, round, metal base. Probably like most all mannequins, she can separate at the waist and her arms can be removed. She has "real" eyelashes and her eyes look very real. The material she's made of is pretty strong.

I've tried to find any similar mannequins online, to no avail. But I was shocked to find her twin sister in Oklahoma, modeling vintage clothing at the Har-Ber Village Museum in Grove. Even there I failed to find any information of its source. A picture of the two sisters is included below.