I fell in love with Ewan MacGregor when I first saw him in Trainspotting, one of my favorite movies.
Let’s just admit this was not his best look.
nor was this, from Velvet Goldmine. Another one of my favorite movies, wherein he plays a mash-up of Lou Reed and Iggy Pop with just a hint of Mick Jagger. I didn’t love the Cobain look on Kurt, but if a man MUST wear guyliner, I suppose you could do worse.
THIS on the other hand:
THIS bustles my hedgerow in a VERY significant way. Golly.
I never have been able to resist a man in Argyle…and now I don’t want to.
Horrible movie, but good dinner jacket.
and again I say: golly.
I almost didn’t post this because I’m not in love with this look, but I know some of you will be so, here you go.
If ever a photo shoot demanded a wind machine. It’s criminal.
and no, I’m NOT going to put in any pictures of Ewan MacGregor in Moulin Rouge because that movie is awful and made me want to stab people, and is directly responsible for all those stupid little corset and mini-tophat “mourning hats” that STILL run rampant on the street even though that look was tired before most of the world was wired for electricty. GRRRR.