So there I was on public transit, the subway to be precise…feel the mood? I was just thinking how lucky I am that I don”t have to start and end my day eating this shit sandwich when, as the doors were closing, something caught my eye. Someone actually, I thought I’d just seen Shaun Proulx as the train pulled away. Which was a bit of shock for me because some of Shaun’s footwear is way too nice to be on the TTC, never mind the subway. “Oh well, sucks to miss the train,” I thought. “That’s what you get for running like a girl” is what a more hateful person would’ve said next but before I could think it…there was Shaun Proulx waiting at Bloor. I’d only just caught a glimpse of him but what I did see didn’t look out of breath or anything. In fact he looked pretty good and he had a hat on his head.

Which is a hard thing to pull off on transit. Tweens are mean is all I’m saying.

How did he do it? Did he hear what I was going to think and use his powers to beat me to Bloor so he could slap me like a girl? Wait, there he was again! Just as the train pulled to a stop, there was Shaun Proulx…again! It was like Children Of The Corn all over again, except gayer and in a pretty hat. Suddenly I knew what was going on. I was having a stroke. Yes, that’s it so to be kind, I got off the train to finish having my stroke out of everyone’s way and then the light of reason flooded in. Funny how it’s always florescent. Anyway, there in front of me was still Shaun Proulx, or what I had thought was Shaun. It was a billboard for one of TVtropolis’s fashion show. Hilarious! TVtropolis’s marketing had gotten together to have meetings, discussions and focus groups on just the right face to put on their new fashion show promo and after all the dust settled, it turns out that the best face use to promote fashion is Monsieur de la Proulx. There all the time. In the Village. The Face Of Fashion. Of course he is! But now that it’s official, we’ll probably have to start pronouncing his name Sade.

Kisses!