Post by Fabien Berléand on Nov 25, 2006 21:02:03 GMT -5
The excuse: 'He's European' seemed to be surfacing all too often. How many times could it possibly be a plausible response? Poolside, alright. Everyone's seen Borat, they know how those sunbathing Europeans roll. In the mall, alright. America's homosexual is Europe's metrosexual and America's metrosexual is Europe's heterosexual, right? But you could only use it as a defense so many times. Not that he was flat out saying 'Yo, I'm French, it's warranted behavior', but it was certainly implied. He was an ambiguous entity, and there was something to be said about going to a spa.
It was acceptably metrosexual to subject yourself to a manicure. A pedicure. Both consecutively. However, there was definitely something to raise your eyebrow at with 'a day at the spa with mom'. Then again, who would pass something like that up? Let us not pass judgment. Who doesn't want a fun-filled day including a massage, a manicure, a pedicure, a facial, an enlivening jojoba polish and wrap...Alright, so it was ambiguous. A lot like Fabien.
He looked like he was enjoying himself though. It was almost Caesaresque, him laying there with all those aromatic candles and jojoba. Whatever the hell jojoba is.
It was acceptably metrosexual to subject yourself to a manicure. A pedicure. Both consecutively. However, there was definitely something to raise your eyebrow at with 'a day at the spa with mom'. Then again, who would pass something like that up? Let us not pass judgment. Who doesn't want a fun-filled day including a massage, a manicure, a pedicure, a facial, an enlivening jojoba polish and wrap...Alright, so it was ambiguous. A lot like Fabien.
He looked like he was enjoying himself though. It was almost Caesaresque, him laying there with all those aromatic candles and jojoba. Whatever the hell jojoba is.
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