Our latest issue features a look at the Saint Laurent by Anthony Vaccarello Spring/Summer 2020 collection in an exclusive editorial shot by Victor Demarchelier and styled by Paul Sinclaire. Casting by Barbara Pfister.
AROUND THE WORLD WITH LOUIS VUITTON: Since launching as a trunk-making business in 1854, the French designer has expanded into an exemplary symbol of luxury travel.
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SELF-TAUGHT: At only 21, designer Reese Cooper has already built an empire.
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NOW TRENDING: SUSTAINABILITY: As the world’s second-largest polluter, the fashion industry should clean up its act.
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THE KING OF KNITWEAR: John Targon is doing it all again.
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MAN OF WIRE: Skye Ferrante is the artist turning sculptures into prose.
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PORTRAIT MODE: All clothing and accessories by Saint Laurent by Anthony Vaccarello. Shot by Victor Demarchelier and styled by Paul Sinclaire. Casting by Barbara Pfister.
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LAST CALL: Shot by Jack Waterlot and styled by Leonard Arceo.
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COMMON COURTESY: All clothing and accessories Dior Men. Shot by Thomas Goldblum and styled by Darryl Rodrigues.
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THE YOUNG FOLK: All clothing and accessories by Gucci. Shot by Byron Mollinedo and styled by Nicholas Galletti.
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Homoco, a NYC-based queer swimwear brand, has announced its pop-up shop on Elizabeth street where it carries Essential Homme’s Summer 2019 issue for $2 only. Founded by Daniel DuGoff, previously at Patrik Ervell and Marc Jacobs, the brand was officially launched in 2018. Some of the label’s key pieces include printed trunks made out of recycled plastic and camp shirts from harvested Tencel. A portion of the sales is then donated to ocean conservation. Homoco has set up on Elizabeth Street for its Travel Shop until June 30th. Amongst the plethora of sun necessities and travel goodies, you can find yourself the best travel partner for when you’d like to read something fascinating. Hint hint.
Homoco Travel Shop is open now at 171 Elizabeth Street, NYC 10012. Click here for a calendar of daily events at the shop.
Essential Homme partnered with Bruno Magli for a winter party at the designer’s newly opened SoHo boutique. The concept store aims to provide customers with an intimate space to explore the label’s fine tailoring and variety of accessories. Havana Club generously sponsored the event, providing refreshing cocktails, while additional beverages were provided byHint flavored water. Guests mingled, snacked on Cuban finger foods, and danced the night away to the tunes of DJ Mazurbate in a perfect kickoff to the holidays.
Check out some photos of the event (shot by Nathan Morgan) below.
Wearing Saint Laurent by Anthony Vaccarello. Photographed by Christopher Ferguson. Styled by David Bonney.
Sometimes it’s better to be a household face than a household name. If you’re recognized for your face, you’re recognized for your work, perhaps one of the greater honors that can be bestowed upon a performer. James Marsden—an actor whose filmography reveals no distinguishable pattern, no sole interest in genre, story, or character—is hyper-aware of the place he has and continues to occupy in Hollywood. He’s appeared in projects as diverse as the X-Men series, 2007’s fantasy musical Enchanted, 2008’s romantic-comedy 27 Dresses, and now HBO’s explosive Westworld, and when asked about how he chooses his roles and if he’s particularly selective, he’s quick to interrupt with a cute, yet blunt “not really.”
Marsden, 44, isn’t sloppy, careless, or ungrateful though. If anything, he’s open and flexible. Throughout our conversation—over Old Fashioneds at the Ace Hotel in downtown Los Angeles—he often inhabits the voice of a hypothetical film critic. He likes to talk about his image, choices, and career from the outside looking in. “You can always look back and go, ‘Oh, why did you do that movie?’ But you could also look back and go, ‘I can see how he might confuse studio executives. What do I do with him?’” he says.
He narrows in on a type he’s found himself playing a lot: the lovesick puppy who doesn’t get the girl. And he sees how he got that reputation. It happened when Rachel McAdams chose Ryan Gosling in The Notebook, the 2004 romance that made stars of both aforementioned actors. It happened when Jean Grey couldn’t help but fall for Wolverine over Marsden’s broody Scott Summers in X-Men: The Last Stand (2006). It’s a pattern he brings up on his own accord, but is quick to dismiss. “I look at [these roles] through my own objectivity, if I have any. Like, ‘Oh. You were having a great time. Those are the ones that you actually forgot about the camera.’ Anyway, I was reminded of how much an audience really enjoys somebody having fun.”
His perception of his own work is charming and his preoccupation with enjoyment doesn’t come off as lackadaisical or unnatural—Marsden is someone who is just happy to be working, which feels all the more genuine as he describes that familiar, life-changing move he made from Stillwater, Oklahoma, where he was born and raised, to Hollywood when he was 19. He’s not the first to do it, but he’s one of the few who have been able to reap the rewards.
“LA was this Oz in my head. What could I possibly lose? The idea of doing that, of someone patting me on the back and telling me in eighth grade that ‘you’re really good at impressions’ or ‘accents’ or ‘you come alive when you’re onstage,’ ‘something happens where people just want to watch you’— it felt good to hear that.”
So he moved to LA, and was fortunate enough that his parents, who sensed that he was diligent about this dream, offered him support for his first year. Like many, he also had a family friend (someone in the industry) who got him into auditions. Marsden describes his journey with ease, always asserting that so much of “making it” has to do with luck as well as privilege. It may be true, but there’s something about him—perhaps what could stereotypically be described as a Midwest earnestness—that’s enticing. He’s self-assured, but never a braggart. “I just went in [to auditions] with the biggest—there’s this article I just read a couple of days ago. What is it? BDE? Big Dick Energy. I went in with that at 19 not even knowing what that was.” Marsden alludes to the recent viral buzzword, a way to describe a cool, collected confidence. Naturally, the jobs started pouring in.
And as random as these jobs may appear to be, Marsden—even when he isn’t playing a lead role—has managed to appear in several truly great projects. He had a showy, singing part in Hairspray, a high-profile 2007 remake of the John Waters classic, played a douche frat bro-type in Bachelorette (2012), writer Leslye Headland’s almost anti-Bridesmaids film, and, perhaps most impressively, a recurring stint on the Emmy Award-winning NBC sitcom 30 Rock as Liz Lemon’s final love interest (he gets the girl!). Then there’s Westworld, his most recent and obviously challenging opportunity.
In the series, an epic, ensemble sci-fi work from Jonathan Nolan and Lisa Joy, viewers are introduced to an Old West-styled theme park filled with sentient robots called hosts. For a fee, humans can enter the park and interact with designed storylines and characters. Marsden plays Teddy, one of the park’s heroes, who—at first—seems like a John Wayne clone, until his world is turned upside down upon discovering that he’s pretty much a toy created for the amusement of humans.
It’s a smart role for Marsden, who must register as several things at once: Teddy has to be tough, has to outwardly perform as his character was designed, but also as someone who is slowly becoming aware of what he’s forced to do—either by the human beings who made him or, in season two, by Dolores (Evan Rachel Wood), a rogue host who wants to give the humans a taste of their own medicine. Teddy as the unwilling pawn makes him the heart of the show.
“We are making a show about robots having more humanity than humans do.” It’s an interesting, poetic part for Marsden, who is often a senseless killing machine, but one we must see through. There has to be a softness on his face somewhere, an understanding that there’s some inner turmoil. He has to look like the lovesick puppy again.
While season two of Westworld has wrapped and Marsden’s involvement in its future remains uncertain, he’s slated to appear in Quentin Tarantino’s upcoming star-studded Once Upon a Time In Hollywood, a drama about the Manson Family murders. “What can I say about it?” Marsden begins. “Very little. Other than, wow.”
On the day of our interview, Lakeith Stanfield (whose Twitter name simply read “nobody”) tweeted to his 138,000 strong and responsive following. “If i was being myself in interviews i wouldn’t say one word,” he wrote, before quickly deleting it. (He’s a frequent post purger across all social platforms.) When I bring it up, hoping to get at least one word from the enigmatic man of the hour, and star of the summer breakout hit Sorry to Bother You, he laughs.
“You can’t really get a scope of a person through an interview, nor can you get it through Twitter or Instagram. You can get what people give out and what they wanna show, but you can’t really get down to the nuances of what makes a human being what they are on these platforms,” he explains, in between sips of wine from a plastic cup. “It’s insane that sometimes we think that’s the case, particularly with celebrity, we think ‘interview equals insight,’ and I don’t necessarily think that that’s the case. An interview is still a role I’m playing. I’m still giving you what I want you to see.”
Stanfield remains in control with a firm grasp on what we want to see. He’s not a completely private person—he once tweeted out his phone number so followers could call him just to chat— but seems generally uninterested in flirting with the nature of his growing celebrity, or oversharing. He occasionally posts videos of himself portraying different characters on Instagram—one instance, a freestyle rap video, received backlash for including homophobic and misogynistic language, forcing him to post a follow-up video apologizing for the incident. Both were deleted shortly after. He navigates the line between being approachable while still maintaining distance from people trying to figure him out, which is near-impossible and ultimately besides the point.
The 27-year-old actor was born and raised in San Bernardino, California, a suburb an hour outside of Los Angeles, where he’s currently based. He prefers the quiet calm of the West Coast. “City life tends to be a little more imbalanced than I like, and I prefer more balance in my life,” he figures. “I guess I prefer to be a little more on the outskirts.”
Regardless of his penchant for life on the fringe, Stanfield’s increasing profile continues to pierce through the Hollywood mainstream. His films are often met with general acclaim and award recognition. In 2014, he played civil rights activist Jimmie Lee Jackson in the historical film Selma, which was later nominated for the Academy Award for Best Picture. In 2015, he portrayed Snoop Dogg in Straight Outta Compton, a biopic about the rise of hip hop pioneers N.W.A., which received an Academy Award nomination for Best Screenplay. He co-starred in last year’s widely lauded political horror Get Out, written and directed by Jordan Peele in his feature-length debut. It was nominated for Best Picture and won the Academy Award for Best Screenplay.
He currently stars in the praised FX series Atlanta, after a chance meeting at a club with the show’s creator and co-star Donald Glover essentially found him cast on the spot. Stanfield plays the fan favorite Darius, a zen visionary who loves guns. He often chooses roles that are more idiosyncratic, making him one of the most intriguing character actors of the moment.
“I think that naturally, I’m more attracted to roles that kind of go in line with the reality that I know, and the reality that I know simply doesn’t, most times, fit into stereotypes,” he tells me, about how he approaches each project. “I think that it’s naturally my course to do things that speak to me and that tends to be things outside the scope of someone’s imagination.”
His latest, Sorry to Bother You, which premiered at Sundance Film Festival, goes far beyond the scope of imagination and then some. It’s a stylishly searing social satire by rapper/ producer turned filmmaker Boots Riley (in his film debut) that grabs you by the collar and rattles you to the core. Stanfield plays young telemarketer Cassius Green, who rises through the ranks of his corporation after learning how to utilize his ‘white voice’ before becoming caught up in a conspiracy that threatens his morals and humanity. Cast alongside an impressive roster including Tessa Thompson, Danny Glover, and Armie Hammer, Stanfield’s steadfast performance carries the film through all its explosive glory.
“Sorry to Bother You is in that vein, where we use absurd, crazy things to give a different perspective to things that happen in real life,” he says. “I think that life is absurd, so naturally I would be drawn to stories that are a little more absurd. I don’t shy away from things.”
Stanfield’s performance is staggering in its unflinching honesty, in which he’s able to command a scene while simultaneously portraying sincere vulnerability. It’s moments like these that feel most authentic and give the audience the closest look at the true artist.
There’s a covert wisdom that occasionally gets eclipsed by Stanfield’s own eccentricities, which extend beyond the screen into his public persona. His aloofness is frequently commented upon, as he likes to toy with anyone who attempts to figure him out. Yet he demonstrates a clear element of restraint—with every weird remark he shares, he gives you just enough to think about without revealing too much. He keeps you on your toes. He gives you what he wants you to see.
This fall, he’ll portray an NSA expert in The Girl in the Spider’s Web, the sequel to the sleek and brooding The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo (2011). It’s his first taste of a true action film, but it’s “not a typical action film,” he clarifies. He’s also working on some music. He was featured on a song with Riley’s group The Coup for the Sorry to Bother You soundtrack and has plans to release his own stuff. Right now, he’s listening to Marvin Gaye. “Such a brilliant artist, all the way around. For me, him as a singer is how I envisioned acting, being able to take on different roles and personas, and I think he did that.”
“I think the things I wanna do will be revealed to me,” he says, regarding his plans for the future. “As I grow, I’m beginning to get a little bit of a clearer idea of the things that I wanna be a part of. But because I’m constantly growing, I don’t know yet.”
To celebrate the end of summer, this week we’re publishing full cover stories from past issues of ESSENTIAL HOMME. Today, actor Nikolaj Coster-Waldau discusses Netflix’s ‘Small Crime’s and teases the upcoming final season of ‘Game of Thrones.’
Photographed by David Roemer. Styled by Matt Bidgoli. Words by Joshua Glass.
Nikolaj Coster-Waldau cannot stay still. While location and time are fixed concerns, the actor often eases through both.
We first meet on a lethargic Manhattan snow day. Casual yet suave without his famous medieval part, an off-duty hairstyle between Game of Thrones seasons, he had just returned from Austin, where he’d debuted his new drama, Small Crimes, at the respected South by Southwest festival. Between the film’s theatrical premiere, a special moment for the cast and crew before its Netflix stream this summer, and the rest of the week’s network events, Coster-Waldau went on a solo tour of the city’s prehistoric rock caverns. Bats dispersed over Lady Bird Lake before his eyes, relieved after by an ice cold, Texas- sized beer. Days later, after a brief stop in Shanghai—what he describes as “the sudden future and the old past”—he calls from Orø, an island an hour from Coppenhagen, where he spent the long Easter weekend with his wife, Nukâka. The normalization of this life of constant transiency might seem easily taken for granted, but it’s an ongoing consideration for Coster-Waldau—he first began his career as an actor 25 years ago with a dream to see the world.
This year indeed hits the quarter-century mark for the actor, who was the youngest entrant in his year to the Danish National School of Theatre and Contemporary Dance at the age of 18. Admittedly, there was no particular creative intervention before that, but he recalls obsessing over Marlon Brando and Martin Scorsese classics as a young child growing up in the small village of Tybjerg on Denmark’s Zealand island. His home country breakthrough came in the 1994 thriller Nightwatch, where Coster-Waldau played a night guard at a forensic institute who was forced to solve a series of gruesome murders. It was through the film’s American remake three years later, in which Ewan McGregor appeared in the leading role, that Coster-Waldau himself would first catch the eye of Hollywood. Other projects soon followed: lauded performances in Scandinavian productions and supporting roles in the greater global market, notably Puck in Tom Stoppard’s espionage thriller Enigma; Dieter in the British rom-com Wimbledon; and eventually even beside McGregor as Master Sergeant Gary Gordon in Ridley Scott’s Black Hawk Down. Finally in 2011, a life-changing opportunity came in the role of Jaime Lannister, the courageous Kingsguard knight from the fantastic world of Game of Thrones.
In the half a dozen seasons of the George R. R. Martin-enterprise since, Coster-Waldau, 46, has found himself in a unique position. Filming for the eighth and final season is currently underway—that is, he prefaces, if Jaime survives lucky number seven, which premieres this July—and with that brings a sense of introspection. Though not explained by calendar time, the show has been deemed “medieval realism.” A stimulating convolution of fantasy, drama, romance, and torturously-woven stories of succession, it has largely defined the actor’s last decade, if not pop culture at large. The series has received 38 Primetime Emmy Awards so far in its run, among many other honors, and challenged the conventions of what serial TV can be. Because of “GoT,” the media coined the term “sexposition” in reference to its use of exposition against a backdrop of erotica. The title itself has been used allegorically in modern day political reportage to describe events such as the Syrian Civil War and the power struggles of the Chinese government. Through it as well, Coster-Waldau has become one of the highest paid actors on the small screen.
“It’s a beast of a show—a beast of a job in general,” says the actor, discussing the gravity of this closing chapter. “At the beginning, like any other show, we wondered what we’d get to do in the second or third seasons. And for years I’d ask, ‘If we continue, will my character be around?’ But the whole thing about now is that it’s the end. We’re not going to get a second chance. People are so excited for this show, and we want to live up to this tremendous support that we’ve been given. Everything feels very important. It has to.”
The monstrosity of such a series can easily seem like an escapable cloud, but Coster-Waldau doesn’t quite think so, refusing to liken scale to significance. “I don’t think of projects in such a grandiose way,” he says. “What I’m the most thankful of ‘GoT’ is that I’m able to take on all sorts of roles. Jaime Lannister is just as important to me as Jacob Horman.”
The latter is the lead role in the upcoming Shot Caller, written and directed by Ric Roman Waugh, in which Coster-Waldau plays a newly-released white collar prisoner. A crime thriller, it explores the psychology of the U.S. correctional system and the politics surrounding it, says the actor: “It’s about a guy who makes one mistake and then is suddenly forced to survive in a shark tank. It’s a very brutal world.” Filmed in New Mexico in 2015 and subsequently held up in distribution for a year and a half, the project will finally hit theaters this August. It follows Small Crimes this April, a movie also about penitentiary release. But while Shot Caller explores the environment, Small Crimes is a character study more than anything else. Coster-Waldau plays Joe Denton, a fallen cop removed from his family and friends. He’s an anti-hero looking for redemption, but is ultimately unable to escape his own darkness. The great thing about the duo, says the actor, is their long-awaited release in the first place. “Sometimes the challenge with independent movies is that you never know if you’ll actually find a home for them,” he explains. “I’m so proud of both, so thank God they’re going to be seen.”
After filming Game of Thrones, Coster-Waldau will journey, yet again, to convene with the rest of his family—his wife and their two children, as well as his mother, sisters, aunts, and uncles—at a country home in the south of France this summer. Far from the Seven Kingdoms or China’s loud futurism, it’s an annual event of distilled comfort: sporting activities and coastal enjoyment. Twenty-five years in, disconnection such as this, like passion projects, are luxuries the actor can now afford. “It’s really about trying to find adjustment,” he says back in New York, seconds before a passerby motions for a photograph. If so much of the actor’s present has been mobilized in trips or fan-fawning such as the like, perhaps the near-future will be one of quiet existence. “In the last 20 plus years, the significance of the paycheck definitely played into what I did as an actor and a father. Now I can just focus on what I want to be involved in,” he says, hinting at a few things still in the works. Then again, some things are hard to give up cold turkey.
To celebrate the end of summer, this week we’re publishing full cover stories from past issues of ESSENTIAL HOMME. Today, Brandon Flowers discusses ‘Wonderful Wonderful,’ the Killers’ legacy, and the yet-to-come.
Photographed by Nik Hartley. Styled by Christopher Preston. Words by Joshua Glass.
Not too long ago, Brandon Flowers found himself in a Manhattan clothing store shopping for a new shirt. As he made way to checkout, a familiar sound played overhead, but he couldn’t quite place it against the noise around him. Handing his credit card to the cashier seconds later, suddenly it struck him: “Low-Life” by New Order. “I started to tear up. I was pricked by nostalgia,” the musician remembers. “I wasn’t expecting it or looking for it, but it was nice. Music can really leave a mark on you like that.”
At 36, Flowers is timelessly handsome. His hair, slicked back and shorter than normal. Like the rest of him in full, it’s more polished. He’s found a new sense of maturity and, with that, a consent for introspection.
Growing up between towns in rural Utah, that particular 1985 album was a favorite of Flowers, who says that he never felt depressed or like an outsider in his youth, just that he didn’t belong. New Order and groups like The Cars gave him the sense of escape he needed without the realization of it. “Music that makes me feel like an individual has always resonated with me,” he explains. “Music that takes you out of somewhere and gives you a part of something that is your very own.” As a teenager, he’d spend his days fanatically obsessing over tapes and analyzing their lyrics with his older filmmaker friend, Trevor. “He had the audacity to want to make short films and music videos,” says Flowers. “That kind of thinking had literally never crossed my mind at the time—it had profound impact.” The evolution from musical interest to involve- ment thereafter came as a surprise to everyone else, too, Flowers recalls. His great grandmother—a country music songwriter eight decades his senior—was his only other family member with musical talent.
In late 2001, Flowers, then living in Las Vegas, responded to a newspaper classified from guitarist Dave Keuning seeking like-minded artists to start an original band. The year following, bassist Mark Stoermer and drummer Ronnie Vannucci Jr. joined the duo to form The Killers—with Flowers as the lead singer and keyboardist—and by August 2003 “Mr. Brightside” (still the most popular track of the band’s catalogue to date) premiered on BBC Radio 1. It was named “Song of the Decade” by multiple stations and, seven years later, the music streaming website Last.fm announced it to be the most listened-to song since its launch. The Killers’ debut album itself, Hot Fuss, released after “Mr. Brightside,” earning five Grammy Award nominations and selling over seven million copies (and counting), which garnered multi-platinum status across the globe. Soon, the foursome—whose first few songs were sung onto Keuning’s answering machine by Flowers through pay phone calls—were thrusted from the local Vegas strip to the world stage.
Over the next decade The Killers put out three more studio albums, Sam’s Town (2006), Day & Age (2008), and Battle Born (2012) as well as a live DVD, a greatest hits record, and a Christmas compilation. They have performed in over 50 countries and on six continents, for former U.S. President Barack Obama at the White House, and alongside the likes of U2, Elton John, and even New Order, for which The Killers homage more than in simply respect. “We took our name from ‘Crystal,’ so performing that song with them was indescribable,” says Flowers. “Going from having these people’s posters on your walls and T-shirts to actually sharing the stage with them—I can’t put that into words.” Through it all, the group—with its rumble of British pop with lo-fi indie progressions—has largely defined American alt-rock. “We’re really kind of the last band of our time,” the musician says, who remembers listen- ing to early demos in his 1992 Geo Metro. “Now everything has changed.”
Their newest album, Wonderful Wonderful, out this September, is perhaps Flowers’ most honest to date with the band. Reflecting on the candor of his two solo albums (released between The Killers’ discography), the musician allowed his bandmates to see a new side of himself. “I felt a freedom when I was making Flamingo (2010) and The Desired Effect (2015) that I hadn’t had before,” he recalls. “I could be more open about myself because I didn’t have to represent the others. For this record I realized it was okay to not be so protective about what was going on in my personal life. It wasn’t easy, but it worked out.” The third song on “Wonderful Wonderful,” for instance, “Rut,” is a battle cry of an anthem delivered from the perspective of Flowers’ wife, Tana Mundkowsky, who suffers post traumatic stress from childhood abuse. Meanwhile, the dreamy “Some Kind of Love” recalls the peaceful ease of love over time through tender lyrics. Even “Run For Cover,” which the band has been writing and rewriting for the last nine years, harkens to The Killers of the early aughts with the urgent anxiety of today. “It’s tough to have those moments of vulnerability with four guys in a band,” he says. “You have to explain to them what you’re singing about and what’s going on at home. That’s a new experience for me, and a very uncomfortable one at that. I’m still getting used to it now—how to explain it—but it ended up being a very powerful one. It helped me understand myself more as well as the rest of the band.”
Recorded between Las Vegas—where, in the historic part of the city, Flowers lives on a 1960s former horse property—and Topanga Canyon in California, the fifth studio album is a milestone not without its questions of legacy. “I think about what my contributions to society are going to be; what kind of dent I’m going to make,” he admits. “It’s not my state of mind when I write a song necessarily, or when I wake up every morning, but it’s definitely there.” Perhaps the sentiment is best reflected in“The Man,” the lead single for “Wonderful Wonderful,” whose funky, disco-rock melody is accompanied by lyrics that question confidence, accomplishments, and perspective in youth. “I can’t help but think of all the great singers and songwriters that left a mark on me and wonder how I compare,” says Flowers. “There is still so much to be done.”
To celebrate the end of summer, this week we’re publishing full cover stories from past issues of ESSENTIAL HOMME. Today, social media star Cameron Dallas discusses how he navigates his blossoming IRL celebrity.
Shot by Austin Hargrave. Styled by Jason Rembert. Words by Jonathan Shia.
In perhaps his most popular YouTube entry yet, Cameron Dallas does little more than sit for stitches. The social media superstar had cut his foot after stepping on a tin lid while filming with fellow vlogger Nash Grier. “Real talk, call 911 or something!” Dallas exclaims on screen. Narratively anticlimactic, the scene continues as the pair tries to lessen the gush. After heading to the hospital in an ambulance, Dallas grips his friend in pain while the wound is sewn up. That the video has been viewed nearly 18 million times (and counting) is reflective of what young fans have come to expect today—intimacy, humor, and a healthy dose of embarrassment.
Now 23, Dallas labels the video a “freakout,” confessing to a somewhat overblown reaction. But exaggeration is the natural language of social media, where melodrama only increases the chances of getting memed. The art of being a celebrity in 2017 requires openness and constant availability, whether you are Beyon- cé announcing your pregnancy with an elaborately arranged photo- shoot or a teenager from Southern California asking the doctor if you’ll have to “wear crutches.”
Since the hospital visit back in February 2014, Dallas has come a long way. With 5.6 million subscribers on YouTube and over 20 million on Instagram (now the most important platform), he has parlayed social media stardom into a web that now encompasses music, movies, his own Netflix series, and a new role as the face of Dolce & Gabbana. His is a fame that could not have existed even five years ago—before social media became a global pastime and a fount for new talent of all kinds. While there is no denying that Dallas’ boy-next-door good looks have leveraged his success, his status as one of the most prominent YouTube crossover stars proves there’s something more to the young adult. “I’m constantly surprised by what you can achieve through hard work and perseverance,” he says. “It’s crazy, the opportunities are endless.”
Dallas first started this social media journey in 2012, posting carefully curated photos of himself and funny videos that involved pranks and gags on Instagram and Vine. He says he never imagined back then that it would become a career, but rather that he was drawn to it for the same reasons any other teenager would be. “I just did it because I wanted to,” he laughs. “I did it to have fun.”It wasn’t long before Dallas began collecting his first fans, moments he recalls as “really special.” Without the layers of management and PR that celebrities from film, music, and sports are protected by, young social media stars are prized for their intimate connections with these rabid followers. Speaking directly to their fans—more often than not teenage girls—these new superstars are rewarded with passion and loyalty, something Dallas mentions he is careful to honor: “I love connecting with people directly,” he says.
With these built-in audiences, fashion crossover, it seems, was only inevitable. After tweeting “I want to be a Calvin Klein model,” in 2011, it became a literal dream come true when Dallas fronted the brand’s denim ad in early 2016, appearing also in the label’s #mycalvins campaign later that year. This past January, he reached a new level of prominence: In a shimmering printed suit, Dallas appeared in Dolce & Gabbana’s Autumn/Winter 2017 runway show, leading a lineup that also included other social media phenoms such as Luka Sabbat and Will Peltz, as well as a slew of notable celebrity spawn like Presley Gerber (son of Cindy Crawford), Rafferty Law (son of Jude), and Levi Dylan (grandson of Bob). The collection, which featured the brand’s trademark sharp tailoring and ornate detailing, was meant to serve as a bridge between the designers and a younger generation. “Domenico [Dolce] and Stefano [Gabbana] are amazing and really made me feel comfortable throughout the whole process,” he recalls. As the opener, Dallas was tasked to be the first on the runway as soon as the spotlights went on, but he tried to avoid nerves by focusing on the fun of the experience: “The one thing I was thinking about was not falling. I was just realistic and thought, ‘I’m not going to mess this up.’ But it would’ve been really funny if I had.”
Since then, Dallas has been named a brand ambassador for the house, starring in both its spring and fall ads this year. “I don’t work with a lot of luxury brands like this, but every time I put on Dolce & Gabbana’s clothes, it feels like they were specially made for me,” he says. “I love the craftsmanship and I love the time and energy [the designers] spend to craft these pieces. It’s another form of art and I’m really humbled by the amount of work they put into it. The fact that they even let me appear in their campaigns is amazing.”
For someone used to being dressed by his mother (“She did an amazing job,” he jokes. “Shoutout to my mom.”), this deep and sudden immersion into the fashion world is both exciting and educa- tional. “I still don’t know a lot of things and I have to look to people to teach me,” Dallas says. “Fashion has been a tool for me to grow as a person. You can really express yourself in different ways and show how creative you can be.” It’s all gone so well, in fact, that he’s plan- ning his own line of clothing some time in the near future. “Yes, 100 percent,” he promises.
In the meantime, there’s the second season of his Netflix reality show, “Chasing Cameron,” to work on. Following Dallas, his family, and his friends from the Magcon circuit, the series of meet-and- greet events that let fans interact with their favorite social media personalities in real life debuted last December. And, while some reviews found it both gratuitous and strangely guarded, it was another step forward in the growth of the brand of Cameron Dallas. “I wrote the idea in my notebook a year-and-a-half ago and just put my eye on the prize and went for it,” he explains. “In terms of the honesty and authenticity, the show is exactly what I wanted. That’s what I like to do—that’s what we aim for.”
Even as his name finds new titles, Dallas hasn’t left behind the YouTube channel that brought him original prominence. In his most recent video the production values are unquestionably higher, but the same spirit of joy remains as he pranks a friend by filling his apartment with an inflatable bouncy castle. Dallas—like any young adult—still wants to have fun, but he is aware that he has a powerful voice he can use for good. “I think every day is an opportunity, so I’m constantly working on myself as a person and trying to help people around me,” he offers. “It’s important as a human to be nice and want more for others than from others.”
To celebrate the end of summer, this week we’re publishing full cover stories from past issues of ESSENTIAL HOMME. Today, actor Willem Dafoe talks about his Academy Award-nominated performance in ‘The Florida Project’ and how every film — the good and the bad — changes him for the better. Interview by Jennifer Piejko.
Wearing a neatly pressed T-shirt and a weary expression, Bobby Hicks, the Magic Castle motel’s manager played by a stern but warm Willem Dafoe, climbs a precarious ladder to begin repainting the massive building’s exterior. His son Jack sulks at the scene of his father taking on yet another DIY home-improvement project, this time coating the sagging motel a flushed shade of orchid with a single paintbrush. He comments that Bobby is wasting $20,000 on the endeavor, before turning away and exiting the parking lot without a single look back. Steel-blue clouds hang heavy and skim the rooftops from the Orlando sky; waxy emerald palm fronds sway from the tops of flimsy, lanky trunks; the soft graphite of the sprawling pavement below looks like it might swallow up and absorb anyone or anything that might hit it. Pausing on the rung of the ladder for a single breath, Bobby takes the long view of the wall, exhales, and picks up his paintbrush again.
There are so many moments like this in The Florida Project, Sean Baker’s newest film: a total change of atmosphere—one of emotion or climate—hinged completely upon any character’s attitude and perspective on the prospects laid out before them at any particular fragmented moment. The film is centered on the small, enchanting adventures of 6-year-old Moonee (Brooklynn Prince), who lives in a small rented-by-the- week room in the Magic Castle with her young mother, Halley (Bria Vinaite), and a rotating cast of local unsupervised children and the adults that surround them. The mothers and caretakers, alternately grappling with addiction issues, unsteady work, or unreliable partners, turn to Bobby as both an administrator and a guardian. Bobby is the one who bounces the kids from the lobby as the first drip of a soft-serve vanilla cone passed between them hits the tiled floor; he’s also the one who moves Moonee and Halley from room to room to hide from local housing authorities who would otherwise have put the young child in foster care.
The saturated, painterly scenes of Florida provide a luscious intensity to the characters’ emotions and intimacies, much as the director’s previous feature film, Tangerine, smoothed down the edges of its figures’ relentless tensions and anxieties by setting them in front of setting suns in hues of apricot and mango flesh. Moonee and her partners in crime spend humid afternoons wandering from the fiery-colored tarp hemisphere of Orange World to the squat, sprinkle-cone shaped Tastee Treat stand, where they ask passersby for change to cure their asthma with a cone. Then, in a dollar store, a seafoam-maned Halley leads Moonee down the aisles, each brimming with paper and plastic trinkets; to the tract of abandoned pastel-colored homes, which the children admire from a distance before working up the courage to let themselves inside.
The Castle is a departure from the locales where we can usually expect to see Dafoe onscreen. Best known for his Oscar-nominated role of Sergeant Gordon Elias in the bloodied Vietnam War-driven Platoon, the actor is also known for portraying Jesus (The Last Temptation of Christ), a private detective (American Psycho), the Green Goblin (Spider- Man), a rat (Fantastic Mr. Fox), and the legendary director Pier Paolo Pasolini living out his final days (Pasolini). Dafoe grew up in Appleton, Wisconsin, and studied drama briefly at the University of Wisconsin in Milwaukee. He left school early to get involved in theater, joining the experimental company Theatre X while still in town, then making the move to New York in the mid-’70s to apprentice under Richard Schechner before branching out with a few cast members to form the influential and still-active Wooster Group. He’s also participated in a number of artist-driven productions, including Robert Wilson’s ‘The Life & Death of Marina Abramovic,’ and has a production directed by Romeo Castellucci in development in a Naples church, referencing Nathaniel Hawthorne’s ‘The Minister’s Black Veil.’ Up next is a remake of Sidney Lumet’s classic 1974 Murder on the Orient Express, as well as a biopic on Vincent van Gogh in his final, difficult years (he died by his own hand, shooting himself with a rifle and dying over the course of 30 hours), directed by Julian Schnabel and filmed in rural France. All quite a long drive from Orlando.
Additionally, he’s had starring roles in experimental short films, such as Mind the Gap, an unequivocal approach to avant-garde: an homage to Samuel Beckett’s Not I, the hyper-focused three-minute film allows Dafoe to enter another dimension simply by focusing on the near-infinite details of one’s mouth while he coolly recites, “I have gaps in my teeth… As my father used to say, ‘Son, your teeth are air-cooled.”’ Made over the course of a single afternoon with Grigoriy Dobrygin, who he met while filming the adaptation of John le Carré’s A Most Wanted Man, the film used an isolating, uncanny style, annunciating and stretching a smile and exhibiting a blurring of unique characteristics while still rendering the actor instantly recognizable.
Bobby Hicks has designs on his own life as much as his neighbors’. Like many of Dafoe’s other roles, he used a rigid demeanor to contain his eccentricities and internal discord, but he also slipped from hiding his empathy toward every figure housed in the Magic Castle. “With Bobby, I didn’t try too hard to define him,” Dafoe said over the phone. “I thought, ‘Yes, I think I can play this motel manager,’ but I didn’t know who he is until I did it. [The film] is about people, and how they’re dealing with their lives, and in a full way. I think there’s joyousness about it, and there’s also a sadness and darkness about it.”
“I was a motel manager, and I was doing motel manager things; I really was. It gave me an ounce of imagination, some sort of idea, of what that life was like.” He continues, “Every movie you make changes you, and the good ones change you a lot. Maybe the bad ones change you even more. But ultimately, particularly from my point of view of playing Bobby, it’s about how people treat each other and how they take care of each other and how they solve their big problems, and how they got into their problems. It’s about breaking cycles and finding a better life.” Anything is possible under a Florida rainbow.
In a city of endless eats, sometimes one just has too many options — we narrow it down with the help of a professional chef. JoeCash is the Chef De Cuisine at The Pool, one of New York City’s premiere dining destinations. Cash has spent time working on top kitchens such as Thomas Keller’s Per Se and Rene Redzepi’s Noma in Copenhagen before returning to New York.
Summer offers endless drinks and dinners outside, looking out onto the sea from Capri or the Seine in a cafe in Paris, but New York’s dining outside is quite special in of itself. We asked Joe about his go-to outside dining spots~
“The backyard at Claro is a great spot to get loaded on Mezcal and crush Oaxacan food. Make sure to get your hands on the tortillas as they pop off of the outside grill.”
“I love Flora Bar because you can try a ton of light, fun, and refreshing seafood and vegetable dishes. It only gets better when you can take it all outside to their subterranean patio. I always get the uni with red shrimp and nori.”
“Island Oyster is a nice break from the city. Eating oysters and lobster rolls as you take in the view of the Lower Manhattan waterfront is the ultimate weekend retreat. P.S. there is rosé on tap.”