One of Art's most lifeless studies, this picture features a woman who appears to be the victim of some sort of curse that turns her into a statue. Perhaps she received the curse on the phone, and it's just taking effect right now.

As usual, the victimess has been shopping for both hats and groceries; perhaps this is a lesson of the folly of such a combination errand. Obviously, as we see here, it's not the celery that makes the underwear fall, for she has none.


Additional notes:

1.The Leering Fellow has those classic greasepaint eyebrows Frahm loves. Note his swingin' hepcat shoes, too.  

2. Severe enhancement yielded this detail - why, it's almost like discovering the first Hitchcock walk-on.