Eh that Esquire profile sort of rubs me the wrong way. I don’t know what the modus operandi is. Am I supposed to sympathize with a straight white kid’s mundane life? And the whole bit about him struggling to understand why a woman hits him without seemingly making any attempt at figuring out his way out of his ignorance is both unremarkable and gaslighting. I know he’s still a kid, but the article is trying to make him and his situation seem more nuanced than he actually is. It’s an angle that has been played to death by American media for decades and while it’s not really popular now because yay diversity, the whole premise is too “Chicken Soup for the Centrist Soul” in my opinion.
But anyway, let’s get back to the fashion, or lack thereof. Personally, I’m not a fan of this realist, pedestrian approach. If it were a feature in The New York Times, I’d be more than okay. But it’s Esquire. I’m sure this kid wouldn’t mind being donned up in some Virgil’s LV or Raf’s CK. The photography itself is actually pretty nice.