Lot of shit talkers acting as if they don't care about fashion....Oh. Okay. I see. You think this has nothing to do with you. You go to your closet and you select... I don't know... that lumpy blue sweater, for instance because you're trying to tell the world that you take yourself too seriously to care about what you put on your back. But what you don't know is that that sweater is not just blue, it's not turquoise. It's not lapis. It's actually cerulean. And you're also blithely unaware of the fact that in 2002, Oscar de la Renta did a collection of cerulean gowns. And then I think it was Yves Saint Laurent... wasn't it who showed cerulean military jackets? I think we need a jacket here. And then cerulean quickly showed up in the collections of eight different designers. And then it, uh, filtered down through the department stores and then trickled on down into some tragic Casual Corner where you, no doubt, fished it out of some clearance bin. However, that blue represents millions of dollars and countless jobs and it's sort of comical how you think that you've made a choice that exempts you from the fashion industry when, in fact, you're wearing the sweater that was selected for you by the people in this room from a pile of stuff.
I saw Brad Pitt at a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didnt want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.
He said, Oh, like youre doing now?
I was taken aback, and all I could say was Huh? but he kept cutting me off and going huh? huh? huh? and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off.
When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying. The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like Sir, you need to pay for those first. At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter. When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually to prevent any electrical infetterence, and then turned around and winked at me. I dont even think thats a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.
He should be strung up for that shit.He just admitted to using cannabis yet will almost certainly not face arrest.
I find this photoshoot and article a more honest representation than if he were to actually try to imply he was just a normal person.None of this makes him relatable tbh
No, I understand completely.
I saw Brad Pitt at a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didnt want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.
He said, Oh, like youre doing now?
I was taken aback, and all I could say was Huh? but he kept cutting me off and going huh? huh? huh? and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off.
When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying. The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like Sir, you need to pay for those first. At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter. When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually to prevent any electrical infetterence, and then turned around and winked at me. I dont even think thats a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.
He just admitted to using cannabis yet will almost certainly not face arrest.
This is a joke post? legitimately can't tell
Rich white men often are.Oh I get it brad Pitt is just a fucking joke to some of you heh?
whats funnier, rich white men or ghost busters?Rich white men often are.
Rich white men, always.whats funnier, rich white men or ghost busters?
Him being able to be in that kind of shape while drinking every day makes me question my decision to cut down on beer to lose weight.
This explains why I haven't met an anti-social guy who is handsomeIt has to be just god tier genetics, you can't train your way out of a bad diet unless you are very lucky.
Him being able to be in that kind of shape while drinking every day makes me question my decision to cut down on beer to lose weight.
Without makeup, I hear he looks more like Ed Norton.
I saw Brad Pitt at a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didnt want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.
He said, Oh, like youre doing now?
I was taken aback, and all I could say was Huh? but he kept cutting me off and going huh? huh? huh? and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off.
When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying. The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like Sir, you need to pay for those first. At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter. When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually to prevent any electrical infetterence, and then turned around and winked at me. I dont even think thats a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.
I can't stop laughing at this.
What is this?
What is this?
This made me laugh way more than it should"I'm here to dish all about my alcoholism and be serious for a second - hold on fire up that wind machine we need some sick photos to make me look introspective and free."
Lot of shit talkers acting as if they don't care about fashion....Oh. Okay. I see. You think this has nothing to do with you. You go to your closet and you select... I don't know... that lumpy blue sweater, for instance because you're trying to tell the world that you take yourself too seriously to care about what you put on your back. But what you don't know is that that sweater is not just blue, it's not turquoise. It's not lapis. It's actually cerulean. And you're also blithely unaware of the fact that in 2002, Oscar de la Renta did a collection of cerulean gowns. And then I think it was Yves Saint Laurent... wasn't it who showed cerulean military jackets? I think we need a jacket here. And then cerulean quickly showed up in the collections of eight different designers. And then it, uh, filtered down through the department stores and then trickled on down into some tragic Casual Corner where you, no doubt, fished it out of some clearance bin. However, that blue represents millions of dollars and countless jobs and it's sort of comical how you think that you've made a choice that exempts you from the fashion industry when, in fact, you're wearing the sweater that was selected for you by the people in this room from a pile of stuff.
This hits painfully close to home.The biggest lesson here is that the avoidance of pain IS a form of pain. Much like the denial of shame is a form of shame.
Any attempt to escape the harshness of life only backfires. You're not really living until you can be fully vulnerable.
Rofl, that's the dream.THere's nothing I'd rather do than wear a $7000 outfit and cry in the desert.
It's a GQ shoot so whatevs. If a silly photoshoot is the price for a cool introspective interview, so be it.I dunno man, this whole thing is cringe central
Celebrity does celebrity stuff in exchange for a platform in a prominent magazine. Oh noes!You dont seem to understand how contradicting this whole interview is. Guy decides to open up and spill his heart out to a fashion magazine while rolling up in sand wearing 5,000 $ shirts...
Yes, what an amazing opportunity to reach out... :/
Lot of shit talkers acting as if they don't care about fashion....Oh. Okay. I see. You think this has nothing to do with you. You go to your closet and you select... I don't know... that lumpy blue sweater, for instance because you're trying to tell the world that you take yourself too seriously to care about what you put on your back. But what you don't know is that that sweater is not just blue, it's not turquoise. It's not lapis. It's actually cerulean. And you're also blithely unaware of the fact that in 2002, Oscar de la Renta did a collection of cerulean gowns. And then I think it was Yves Saint Laurent... wasn't it who showed cerulean military jackets? I think we need a jacket here. And then cerulean quickly showed up in the collections of eight different designers. And then it, uh, filtered down through the department stores and then trickled on down into some tragic Casual Corner where you, no doubt, fished it out of some clearance bin. However, that blue represents millions of dollars and countless jobs and it's sort of comical how you think that you've made a choice that exempts you from the fashion industry when, in fact, you're wearing the sweater that was selected for you by the people in this room from a pile of stuff.
Doesn't matter how rich you are, how famous you are, how much you have going for you - when you're trapped in an addiction, it's staggeringly difficult to dig your way out. Hope he's on a better path now.
Doesn't matter how rich you are, how famous you are, how much you have going for you - when you're trapped in an addiction, it's staggeringly difficult to dig your way out. Hope he's on a better path now.
He's wearing a Tudor bronze bay. Product placement? I mean it's a great watch, but I dunno.





Isn't that what R&B is all about?The laughter of the African mother? Wtf bro?