Where the magic happens

It is the festive display to beat all others — Claire O’Sullivan goes behind the scenes at Brown Thomas Cork to see the Christmas window in the making.

IT’S FOUR days before this year’s Brown Thomas Cork Christmas window is due to be unveiled and I’m stuck in the middle of it.

And I mean. Really. Stuck. Thankfully, black blinds separate me from the street so I’m spared the ignominy of having school kids pointing and chortling at me as I half-dangle over the side of Cinderella’s carriage. All around me are long-limbed mannequins with cascading silver hair festooned with diamonds: mannequins that swoon, mannequins that orgasm, mannequins with jewel-encrusted eyelashes and hip dreadlocked beehives.