My roommate, the gay?

No! Though most people wish to describe my roommate as metro (Mextro) or even just plain gay, he's not. He likes the poon but is just a sensitive, creative and charismatic man. I mean, sure this description can describe any aesthete, well groomed, well dressed homo, but this is what makes my roomie so special. Not a gay. Not metro. Sure, he's kinda effete: we share the same grooming products, he bought our bathroom stuffs from CB2, he eats organic and he has a platonic boyfriend whose bed he sleeps in occasionally... I know! He screams homo but if I were to peg him as something it would be a gay straight man.

Last night, I hung out with him and his BFF (Bed Fellow Friend) and it was the cutest thing on earth. Yawning babies ( don't have shit on them. They spent the night making fun of each other's ability to handle booze, each other's taste in music/shoes/women/height and my roommate's broken heart (at the hands of a mutual friend). They're both shorter than my 5'8" and they act like children...or hobbits. I think the Mexican/foreign element complicates the picture plenty. Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference between a Mexigay (Mexican + gay) and a Hipxican (Hispter+Mexican) or a Yupxican (Yuppy + Mexican). They're a hybrid of sorts, resulting in a sampling of the music taste, grooming habits and dispensable income of said groups.

I'm trying to find my roommate a wifey who deserves the best man on earth. If interested, please submit 2 photos, a resume, and a writing sample.