Missionary Style

Grayscale dreams of fame, fortune, stardom, and Annie Leibovitz photo shoots ended abruptly by a cool tune alarm on the Blackjack II. He rolls over to end the music but lets it play instead as he sits up, stretches, and examines the weather. I know just what to wear is his first thought. He waits until he finishes his morning exercises and hot shower to thank the Supreme for waking him up this morning or plan out his day. His attire is his first thought. The Supreme is his second.
His third comes in the bathroom after dressing, while he looks himself over and assesses his face—facial hair, pimples, lips, teeth, hair—then his shirt, then his tie, then his whole ensemble, grabs his briefcase, and exits. I’m a beast. Simple, arrogant, but a true portrayal as he struts the sidewalk runway of the University of Chicago fully prepared for any challenge or trouble he may encounter today. His confidence and purposeful walk make it obvious that this man is about his business and going places.

We’ve past the climax of the Devil Wears Pantsuit. Andy Sachs is no longer terrified of Ms. Priestly and what she represents. The intimidation has evaporated into a sort of dominion over a world that he was thrown into unprepared and without a paddle. What’s the next 22star14 challenge? This one is old news!