I was waiting in the TKTS line in New York's Times Square when a guy from the Madame Tussauds tried to convince me and everyone else queuing for Broadway tickets to take a coupon for the wax museum. "It's not somewhere you plan to visit, you just end up there," he said, finding no takers. I took it to heart, and vowed never to find myself in a Madame Tussauds.
Still, I've seen more than my share of wax Beyoncés—they are surprisingly prevalent on stock photo sites. So now that the Beyhive is up in arms over the very un-Beyoncé-like figure in Madame Tussauds' London museum, I'm here to let you in on a little secret: the world is blanketed in weird wax Beyoncés. Please, follow me into the uncanny valley.