Born-again catalog model?

Saw a guy walking down Soquel Avenue. He wore snugly-fitting sparkling white jeans and a navy polo shirt, and sported wavy dark brown superhero hair. He held up in front of him a small cross made of two unpeeled sticks lashed together, and gazed solemnly and unwaveringly ahead as he paced toward downtown.

If I’d had a camera I definitely would have taken his picture.

I wish him well in his spiritual endeavors, unless he intends to aggressively proselytize heathens like me. Looked like he was on a pilgrimage to a modeling agency.