Fashion-blogging Wisconsin Avenue: A flippin' horse in the Ralph Lauren window!

(Granted, I was a bit buzzed when I walked by last night. But his morning's clearer-eyed stroll past revealed it to be no Chardonnay hallucination.)

Sweaters, I expect. Cocktail dresses? Absolutely, particularly with the holidays coming up.

But what are most city people going to do with a bridle and saddle? One time I did see a deer bound across Wisconsin Avenue (en route from the country club to the tennis courts, I believe). But I had no urge to lasso it up or ride it. Nor, do I think, would most of my neighbors. So move the livery accoutrements over to Middleburg or Potomac, Ralph. Bring in the pretty dresses.

Some other puzzling things in the Chevy Chase Collection:

- The ever-gorgeous Catherine Deneuve is perched atop a stack of Louis Vuitton steamer trunks. "Mon dieu, mes pieds!" she seems to be thinking as she rubs her elegant ankle. Is this the best image to accompany the shoe display?

- In the Barney's window, I spot a gray button-down with a chocolate cardigan - male mannequins are color-blind, too!

- Behind Mr. Rogers, two female mannequins have pushed a third to the ground, where fortunately a stack of leopard throw pillows was there to cushion her bony blue plastic ass. Is it a girl gang fight? A prelude to a kinky menage a mannequin trois? As with all great art, the viewer is left to decide.