escort diary® of Brittany Johnsen: From Fashion to Business
It started in the least glamorous way possible, with me pretending I wasn’t in pain.
New shoes, obviously. The kind you convince yourself will be fine, and then suddenly you’re rethinking every life decision you’ve ever made. By the time I saw him, I was doing that very composed version of limping, trying to look elegant while internally struggling.
Of course, he noticed eventually. He glanced down at my feet, then back at me, paused for a second and said, completely seriously, “Fashion… is danger.”
I just looked at him for a moment, because that is such a specific thing to say… unless you know. And I did... Flight of the Conchords
I laughed properly, not politely, and that was kind of the moment everything shifted. We skipped past all the usual small talk and went straight into quoting back and forth like it was second nature. Me sitting there half injured from my own choices, him acting like I’d made some kind of heroic fashion sacrifice.
When I left, I was still smiling about it. It just felt easy.
Later that night, I sent him “I’m not crying… it’s just been raining… on my face…” and he got it immediately. No explanation needed.
After that, it became this quiet little thread between us. Every time I saw him, there was that same underlying humour, something light, something a bit playful, like we were both in on it. It never felt forced, it just flowed.
And then eventually, Wednesday, and you know what Wednesday means...
He walks in like normal, completely composed, but there’s something about it. I look at him for a second, then slowly glance down, and there they are.
The socks.
I don’t even say anything, I just smile. He notices and goes, “You know what day it is.”
I shake my head, already laughing “It’s business time.”
At that point I couldn’t even pretend to be composed. Because the commitment to this bit… from “fashion is danger” to a full midweek business time situation... it’s actually impressive.
And yes, it was just the socks.
Completely serious about it too, which somehow makes it even funnier.
But that’s the part I like, it’s not just the attraction, it’s the way something small and random turns into something ongoing. A shared joke that becomes its own little rhythm.
It started with fashion and then became "business time".
