Yesterday, the preternaturally salt-and-peppered man of style, filmmaker, activist and Brad Pitt bromanceur—not to mention Kempt 100 inductee—the one and only George Clooney stopped by Reddit for an impromptu AMA. Naturally, he had plenty of bons mots and wisdom to dispense on everything from his newfound cobbling hobby to the nipples on his Batman suit (seriously).
Ladies and gentlemen, introducing a three-time MOTH and all-time Venice Film Festival legend in the making...
George Clooney, please take a bow.
Yes, we’ve already extolled the many virtues of a tuxedoed Cloons, but there’s something magical that happens when the fantastic silver fox lands in Venice. (We’d chalk it up to all those summers spent on Lake Como.) This week he was in town to open the festival with his sci-fi thriller, Gravity, and has already been spotted piloting one of those glamorous wooden speedboats in a T-shirt, waltzing into press shoots with open-collared nonchalance and finishing the night with his signature red-carpet-dominating notch-lapel tux. It’s swagger in its unabbreviated, originally intended form, and we wouldn’t mind seeing a few more encores.
Stylish men have always had a special relationship with beautiful cars.
Probably because, if you think about it, they’re kind of the perfect accessory. Big, shiny, powerful—a little automotive affirmation can go a long way to securing your position in the Court of Cool. (We’re sure the King would agree.) But it’s not only those men defined by their cars who drive cool ones. And we’ve got the photo evidence to prove it.