Justin Bieber, the international music sensation and renowned wife guy, arrived in New York City on Saturday to prepare for his appearance on Saturday Night Live later that evening. If you somehow missed Bieber’s appearance at the event as a musical guest, rest assured that all the characteristics of his recent career trajectory were present. Singing about God-sanctioned postnuptial pounding with choral devotion? Check. Chance the Rapper, a fellow insufferable husband guy? Yes, as well. A noteworthy set of “L.A. kid visits NYC for the weekend and packs a bag full of fall-ready gear he’d never wear otherwise” fits? BABY, YOU BET.
Bieber was seen at the afterparty wearing the worst conceivable clothing for an accident-prone person on their way to have an extravagant spaghetti supper with a significant other you still care about impressing. (According to Getty, the event took place at Catch Steak, the clubby restaurant chain’s scene-y Meatpacking District location, and the fact that there’s no obvious proof of wagyu juice smeared all over Bieber’s body may be a sign of divine intervention at work.)
Bieber looks for all the world like an IRL snowflake, stepping out in the gussied uptake on slouchy, skate rate-inspired style he pulls off better than almost anyone else, in shades of cream so buttery they’re practically melting off of him (plus a very “East Coast, Beast Coast” pair of Vans and an orange beanie from Nike’s IYKYK skateboarding imprint).
FYI: If you’re still not persuaded, check out JB’s second confirmed Big Fit from the same day, which has a striped rugby shirt open to the goddamn navel and some paint-splattered trousers gently slipping away from the soft lines of his waist. What’s that on his head? You guessed it, gentleman.
Source: esquire.com
