On needing a bit of Magnus in my life
My girl friend T has what every other girl covets.
His name is Magnus (well, it isn't really his name, but it is what he calls himself, so who cares?) and he's the gay boy friend other girls can only dream about. I know the gay boy friend thing is slightly clichéd, but Magnus never goes out of fashion.
Almost a mythical character, Magnus is perfect like Jeeves and similarly given to helping a girl out of trouble. The perfect gentleman, born, bred, trimmed and groomed, Magnus knows everything worth knowing, including the (only, correct) answers to the trickiest of tricky Quandaries of Etiquette and Fashion. In doubt as to whether to buy burgundy or bordeaux wine glasses if you must pick one? What to wear to a dinner at your boss's? A discreet phone call to Magnus will solve any problem related to the Good Life. A veritable store of useful knowledge, Magnus will tell you how to suit up the pickiest man at Hugo Boss (and he'll tell you that the staff will throw in a garment bag for you if you know to ask for it).
I lament the fact that T guards Magnus jealously and will not share - which, however, is entirely understandable. I've never met him (but he loves me for choosing Riedel stemware, or so he told T on the phone when we were out shopping - apparently the choice of crystal for the discerning gay man, too). Trust me, I've never felt so sure or good about a purchase than I did after it received Magnus's generous and expansive seal of approval!
Every girl can use a bit of Magnus, the synonymous for sybaritic, worldly glamour, in her life.
His name is Magnus (well, it isn't really his name, but it is what he calls himself, so who cares?) and he's the gay boy friend other girls can only dream about. I know the gay boy friend thing is slightly clichéd, but Magnus never goes out of fashion.
Almost a mythical character, Magnus is perfect like Jeeves and similarly given to helping a girl out of trouble. The perfect gentleman, born, bred, trimmed and groomed, Magnus knows everything worth knowing, including the (only, correct) answers to the trickiest of tricky Quandaries of Etiquette and Fashion. In doubt as to whether to buy burgundy or bordeaux wine glasses if you must pick one? What to wear to a dinner at your boss's? A discreet phone call to Magnus will solve any problem related to the Good Life. A veritable store of useful knowledge, Magnus will tell you how to suit up the pickiest man at Hugo Boss (and he'll tell you that the staff will throw in a garment bag for you if you know to ask for it).
I lament the fact that T guards Magnus jealously and will not share - which, however, is entirely understandable. I've never met him (but he loves me for choosing Riedel stemware, or so he told T on the phone when we were out shopping - apparently the choice of crystal for the discerning gay man, too). Trust me, I've never felt so sure or good about a purchase than I did after it received Magnus's generous and expansive seal of approval!
Every girl can use a bit of Magnus, the synonymous for sybaritic, worldly glamour, in her life.