Was He Awake? Brad Thought To Snap A Selfie To Find Out. Sure Enough, Mirror Brad Was Already Up And

Was he awake? Brad thought to snap a selfie to find out. Sure enough, Mirror Brad was already up and taking selfies too. This meant he was likely awake too as well also. That's when Chris called again from the kitchen. The flapjacks were ready but they were super sticky.

Brad and Chris couldn’t get over how close they came to wearing the exact same outfit for the BBQ at their neighbor Luke’s.

Snapchat, Insta and TikTok were in a flurry. How could they not be?!? Brad and Chris were one moody green print away from a ‘Who Wore It Best” walk off.

Well, the two managed to pull the whole thing off in the hot tub just after sunset when they saw Luke was already nude. The rest you can probably find on JustFor.

The shade of it all!

Cute pair

Wow. Chris never heard of Frank Sinatra before skimming across TIME Magazine’s 100 Skankiest People at the dentist’s office. Who knew there was a Kevin Spacey for the ladies? Well, Frank Sinatra was dead. Lol. Dead.

Oh. That could make for a good single. Chris could call the song ‘Not Kevin Spacey’ or maybe ‘Dead lol’. What about ‘No One Here Is Madonna (Still Mix)’ or ‘Point But Do & Do Not (The Sequel Mash-Up Part 4 & 9 But This Time 2 The Second Power Feat Annie Dope) Who wouldn’t buy that last track? Annie Dope didn’t even exist. Chris was THAT good at coining underground dance anthems.

Anyway, the track required itself to be something obviously super mainstream that lived underground adjacent but specifically not to the left. That area was already covered, remixed and put to bed by Ecnoyeb and her band The Living Mirror. Their album ‘Back At Me’ turned out to be about dirty penguins and therefore groundbreaking.

Chris was admittedly only vaguely familiar with the space. In reality, he and Brad existed in a gay bubble within a gay bubble with a foot in high fashion and a little known annex in Chelsea despite everything else being in LA. That was totally different. Still, it needed to be spelled out as most people were drunk or high when these things were referenced. The degree of difficulty in giving directions was exactly why their stomping grounds became so obscure.

BTW, it didn’t matter which foot was high just so long it was one. The person could also be high in totality as a foot would be included. Despite sounding exclusionary, the entire notion was actually cooperative as the last thing anyone needed was for some unassured queen to offend the neighbors in the bubble, bubblehood. Chris always liked to clarify these kinds of things to ensure the nuances of the underground culture didn’t get in the way of a good time.

Hmmmm. You know what? Chris would float this song idea past his friend Miss Kitten. It sounded like her.

Chris then caught himself changing in the dentist lobby as if he went to the gym. ‘Ugh.’ Automation really was overrated. It inherently left people out, and this time it was him.

Now putting his clothes back on, Chris would credit the save to the mindfulness of the receptionist lady. She had an eye for Chris and wore a finicky retro pin-up cone bra. She was hot in her own light and definitely not Madonna. Nobody there was.

You know, Portugal was lasting longer than most expected. Chris would talk to Brad that night about a possible annex, annex across the pond. It might be a good investment. It was not difficult to imagine Madonna’s kids were not dying to get out of that house and had $$. Oscar de PayRenta may just serve everyone.

That’s when the receptionist informed Chris his appt was for the next day. She tried to tell him earlier when he was talking to himself in his undies and didn’t get thru. The underwear VURRRY cute and nothing incriminating said, so Chris need not to insert any worry there. The two others in the waiting area were fine. She saw they were half intimidated by his body and half shocked so came out to tap Chris on the shoulder.

‘Well, hello.’

Brad forgot to put on a shirt and pants. Brad did knot.

Brad felt slighted by Chis’s proclamation for up and down fashion. Maybe it was the only thread of shade on an otherwise perfectly sunny beach throwing him off.

Maybe.

Either way, Brad preferred classic vertical lines that laid themselves out on top of one another sideways like the black and white ones on his swimmers… Brad paused there. For whatever reason Brad wanted to screw Chris in the elevator of the beach parking garage. What floor were they on? Five? Six? It didn’t matter. There was always the emergency brake.

Brad then asked Chris to remind him what the hell they were talking about. He wanted to say blinds but knew that was off. “Was someone playing Aerosmith earlier?”

Brad wondered what life was like in his parallel universe. Was it exactly the same? Like EXACTLY? Or was it like Australia where everyone was left handed and the alphabet started with the letter ‘z’?

One thing for sure, unwinding the design concept for these men’s winter 2022 Caribbean Resort Floral Swim Briefs would be a lot easier if came from the Spring or Summer Collection.

Who grows roses in the tropics anyway?!? UGH.

Brad pounded his hand on the mirror in frustration. Mirror Brad did the exact same thing. Growing roses in the tropics didn’t make sense to him either. For once, Brad felt validated without needing to exit a car park. That felt nice.

That’s when Chris yelled from the bedroom, “Maybe they meant Rose from The Golden Girls? She grew old in Miami.”

Later when Chris was in the shower, Brad would ask Mirror Brad if they might take up sign language. Obviously, privacy was becoming an issue.