Brad Could Really Feel The Tacos From Tuesday. All That Salt Made His Top Lip Puffy. Hey, Would Gustavio's

Brad could really feel the tacos from Tuesday. All that salt made his top lip puffy. Hey, would Gustavio's lip gloss help with that?? Luscious def sounded better than puffy. Which 'Just The Fashion Tip' # was that? Forlorn?

Chris stood in his pank speedos a bit shellshocked in the wake of Brad’s story. That NOT everything was better with BACON a real blow to the system. Then again, it was a reality check and confirmation modeling school at Barbizon proved a far better investment for himself than acquiring debt and parking tickets for four years. Not only did Chris work as model, he looked like one too. Chris then circled back to the BACON BIT. What were his six degrees in? It seemed like a lot but for whatever reason also relatable.

“Brad had wood.” There. It was said. No need to beat around the bush. It was hard enough as it was and Chris needed to sit down.

“Now.”

GRRRR!

Brad had it. The new model intern, Jose was officially not fine and couldn’t see by any light at any time of day. Something needed to be done.

Chris suggested Jose.

Chris took a moment to review the situation. No one honked in LA until half of NYC decided to move there to ‘relax’ during the pandemic. How was he going to get their bossy new neighbors to buck the road rage without making them more horny? Brad’s ugly underwear idea only got Chris more blows. Hello?! He was a professional male model and did not need another job or another line but as anyone, Chris liked having options. The coffee did not seem to be working.

It was Tuesday at 2:15pm. Brad, Chris, Jeremy and Luke were hanging per usual. They bought and made their Halloween costumes back in March while at a stripper flea market just outside of Reno. This, of course, was your 'oh so typical' everyday street wear, a peculiar shade of dress that read mainstream or ultra trendy depending on the infractions of its execution.

Yes, we know. It's difficult to look at the pic and not think everyone dresses like they are 35.... like EVERYONE. You know it's a gold standard when those who actually are 35 don't even react.

What's his head told us this on that one show. You know, the one with the runway, sewing machines, and that woman we see every Halloween in the rags who divorced… an otter was it?

Oh. Otter is a gay thing isn’t it? Just like pank, gurl, and… Well, isn’t it all gay?!?

Ok. That’s not true or more of us would be test tubers by now. We’re still on the YouTube with the occasion designer baby popping out of China or some overdone upper crust of Europe-adjacent. When will parents learn no matter how much you change a child, even if you alter their DNA, they will always become what they are?

Ultimately, we each direct our own expression. No one creates art on your behalf or tells another how to feel. We will each decide here too.

Dear me, that was a tangent wasn’t it? So…where were we? Seal. Ah. Yes. That. We got a name! This one divorced, and as far as we know all involved survived and carry on otter-free.

What was the name of the show though? You know the one with that butler who has all the catch phrases and pretends to help the contestants but obviously doesn't because have you seen some of the outfits?! The name escapes me but someone on the show called out everyone dressing like they were 35 right before fashion finally threw itself down three flights of stairs to pass in a respectable manner.

That’s what you do after waking up and finding yourself on life support from being declared ‘over,’ ‘obsolete’ and ‘pointless’ countless times for decades. Such horrific headlines and worst of all, no one who declared it dead ever bothered to throw it funeral. Well, there’s no pretty there.

We say, good for you fashion. We can run with your tips and style now so leave you to finally rest in peace. We’ve raised the dead too many times. I swear dignity exists only because we still have the word for it.

I think.

D-I-G-N-I-T-Y.

Yes. It’s all there. Ok. Great. Now we’ve held a private service and said our goodbyes. Please style on and leave fashion be.

BTW - This... yes, this whole post thing is PRIDE. Nuance darling, nuance. We taught you this upfront when we went over infractions.

Ok. So, believe it or not, all of this hullabaloo actually leads us up to....

Just The Fashion Tip #9328 : Tops and bottoms are not required to communicate either.

Right?!? We do more than blow minds around here at BradAndChris.com.

Great WERQ boiz. When the gays do pedestrian, they DO PEDESTRIAN!