This Really Happened - And They Are Not Twins!
He really looks like Bret Michaels and got to meet our Glam hero last Thursday night. Bret Michaels (the real one) was in Michigan for a stop on his summer Parti-Gras tour. During the VIP meet and greet session, superfan Chris Stiles finally got to meet Bret. Apparently Stiles has been trying to met Bret for four years, but every VIP event Stiles has purchased was canceled... until last week.
Talk about attention to detail! Stiles got replica fake tattoos to match Bret's real ones to make the photo below more realistic. Stiles also hit the gym hard and visited tanning beds to keep his body like Bret's too... just for that magic meeting and photo moment. Now that the meeting happened, Stiles says he's done keeping up appearances - literally! Talking to MLive, Stiles explains:
“Truly, my end goal was to meet Bret Michaels dressed like him. It took me four years to do this and I don’t have any future plans of dressing like him. It’s very difficult to keep up the body at 58. You’ve got to work out a lot and tan. It’s a lot of work. I’ve kind of reached the peak of the mountain, so to speak, in meeting him.”
Read the entire article on MLive by clicking through the post below. A pretty neat (and goofy) story.
Reader Comments (5)
Wow, just wow.
I now want to see that photo of PBF.
The one they'll never regret.
My glam!
“Truly, my end goal was to meet Bret Michaels dressed like him." Okay. Cool. Not Halloween. But, cool.
"I’ve kind of reached the peak of the mountain, so to speak, in meeting him.” Sure, that is some sort of metaphorical mountain top upon which to climb, so to speak.
"This was the end of my journey because all I wanted to do was meet him while dressed like him” (from the link story). Sorta' the same as the first thing. So, again, cool. I guess it is a journey of sorts. Not Homer's Odyssey, or even the Iliad. But, a journey of tanning and toning, waiting and watching. I guess I get it.
Glad his fiancé and kids made his dream come true (again, from the link story). But I am still not sure what this dream really amounts to, aside from one man truly, truly wanting to dress up like Bret Michaels and have Bret Michaels see him dressed up as Bret Michaels. Makes my head hurt, like some sort of cut-rate Escher painting that somehow involves Michigan and public safety, hats and questionable strands of (maybe) human (maybe not) hair extensions. Out of the car, longhair, it is a doppelganger of a person you don't know?!?!
Bigger goals, maybe?
All in good fun, I guess. I just never knew that goals like these were, well, goals. And here I am trying to pay off my mortgage like some dumb schmuck. Need to aim smaller. Much, much smaller.
Oh, one last thought: Troy McClure. That thought could go in several different directions, though I have no goals by simply posting it as a simple (and last) thought.
But to dress up and look like BM for the sake of it...
Then again, who am I to trample on a person's dreams? He chased this brass-ish ring and grabbed it by the tanned horse mane. Kudos. My only question: rested and satisfied, what is next for Mr. Stiles?